Here are the hands that killed the man
Sharpened the blade
And felt blood flow over his hands
Here are the hands that sliced the skin
Unleashing the anger held within
Here are the hands  that held the reins
He avoided your eyes and rode away
Here are the hands that cleaned the sword
And sharpened it on the stone
Here are the hands that wrote to her,
Hands trembling,
Letters blurred
He only had one goal-
And it was to stay alive
And go back to her
He gripped his sword and pulled the reins
He thought about the words she had saved until goodbye
"I love you"
This was no lie
They had reached his hearts core
And with that,
He rode into war