
Today I wake early..as in most…
Blearily, I struggle out to take up coffee and a lance that has seen it’s days…
Oh, how it has seen it’s days.
I carry it with me now
In ways I can’t say how
I manage to lift it
And point it
At windmills.
It’s weight is heavy
Beyond at times to bear,
Waving it
Towards the fear that
Smothers me with it’s foul air,
I charge against my life—
A teacher of those innocents for whom I care
And against so much I dare
I charge against their windmills.
They live and dwell
In their own loud hell
Innocent and pure, not meaning to harm or injure,
Yet, they require all I can endure
To fight their windmills.
Trapped yet undaunted,
Willing to rise,
Sleepless and worn
But still looking to the skies,
For God’s great hope
And their redemption as the prize,
Toppling their windmills.
Someday—I will fall
It won’t be enough; my all
I won’t be able to reach
The special ones I teach
Because I’ve lost the breach
Flailing at their windmills.
But—I’ll know I’ve stayed the course,
I’ve stayed atop my horse
And, though death will come
So shall that glory be done
Toppling their windmills.
You see,
They will not know;
Because they CAN’T you know
That one man cared
That one man DARED
To save them
When they were scared
From their windmills.
Let the world know one more thing,
When I’m gone I was no King
I was simply one who’d bring
Peace to those who couldn’t live
Facing their windmills…
For these children
They give all they are
So that I may be….by far,
Touched and driven to the stars
To fight their windmills.
They are as God made them,
Special, and hopeful—as I am
They share the lance I wield
And lift, with me, the shield
That drives ne’er to yield
Conquering their windmills.
Artistically thought and beautifully penned down. Good Job Joe! 🙂
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Thank you again! I am a first time writer and am finding it to be just as addictive as anything else. I am also a recovering alcoholic and this has given me an outlet to communicate my feelings, emotions and generally detoxify my soul. I appreciate so much the feedback and positive thoughts
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Writing is therapeutic and where there’s a will, there’s a way. Your recovery would definitely be in favor of humanity. The people out there need you. Takecare of yourself and Godspeed ✨✨
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Thank You! I am now preparing today to return to the classroom so I move forward against th tide and for the kids
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