This Battle

I’ve only realized
now
today
what my poetry
means
How my poetry is a tool,
a piece of my battle gear

This is a battle
for you
me

For our heart and soul
Our Us

Do you know this ?
Can you feel it ?

I’m engaged in a war
I don’t want
In a battle not
of my choosing
With an enemy
for whom I’ve no
ill will

All I desire
is to return
to my farm
to my fields
with you
Helen

I want no further
battles
Only you
An Us
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I am Noman
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