I'm charging into battle
after the commander has given
the sign.
I wield weapons.
a silver sword,
sharpened, so that it pierces
the hearts of my enemies,
and a shield of ice to protect
my own.
I realize that it is a weak defense,
but it is all I have.
Will you run with me,
into battle, into unknown,
or shall we both die,
apart, alone?