My sword

My sword is no longer pure
it as seen too many...
too many that left this world...
too many had seen it for the last time...
too many lost their loved ones to it's blade...
too many tears, too many screams...
while some cry, others rejoice
while some die, others are born
it took lives, but it also saved lives
My sword is no longer pure...
forged to kill
forged to defend
Our honor
Our families
Our home...
But used to destroy
their honor
their families
their homes...
My sword...


Ricardo Relvas