Sarge
Written September 1106 – between looking after El and then losing Dalziel, it feels I never got to mourn for Jerusalem proper. I know he knows what he meant to me – as my commanding officer, closest clan, and friend; but still I wanted to write something for him. It's for El too – coz I'm not sure if either of us would be here today without each other.
I bit my lip when I heard the news,
I couldn't show my grief.
Years of coldness helped me through
The worst of our beliefs.
But not because I would not mourn -
Inside I shook and cried.
It was to get her through the morn
That Ki and I had lied.
My tears could wait for another day,
her need the greater of mine.
So I watched them console and wise words say
And forget you wore colours like mine.
You were my Sergeant and my closest clan -
I owe you more than I've told.
One meaningful promise – that was my plan -
And friendship I needed to hold.
Through the day and through the night
I fought by Elanor's side.
For you, for me – to the next dawn light
My own grief continued to hide.
Then it all went wrong.
All thoughts of others gone.
My own love lay dead.
Before we could wed.
My heart shattered.
Nothing else mattered.
The battle raged on
But I couldn't go on...
'Til she told me to stay
And now that's the way
We share our strength
And we share our pain.
I'll miss you Sarge, as the world starts anew
But I know that you are home.
So Dream him safe and I'll stand with her true
And none of us need be alone.
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