Never thought he’d feel this way

He fervently felt it saved the day

It had seen him through conflicts

Again he raised it to his lips

The final battle, come what may

All or nothing no leeway

It would be his saving grace

Hence he carried his lucky piece

A dying friend passed it along

Hoping this was not his swan song

He’d fight the battle, do his best

Eyes alert through unrest

Then home to his loved one

Never again a hired gun







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