A Letter Unwritten Poem by Emurhobo Brughoro

My lady, my queen
I love you to no one can compare
Your beauty is the spitting image of Aphrodite's herself
Your ever essence glory
My love
I'm in koppling fighting the wars of Mytaya's
My brother, your king
I know how your heart yarns for me
As I do the same
If I can I would
But I'm needed here, in this war
For my people, with my soldiers and at the side of my brother
I saved an old woman today from a Darflin soldier
Who her husband was strucked infront of her
As I saw her eyes
In the pains, sorrow and struggle it carries
Reminded me on how faith will be
If I do not see you again
I tell you, my queen
How happy it will make me feel
If you forget me now
I love you so much to my death
But I can't promise if I will come back
To the love that awaits me
We leave for the city of Darflin tomorrow
I pray you, don't shed a tear at my grave
Or at the sound of my death
For I will love you to the world beyond
And I will wait for you
You with me and our hearts in peace
My queen! Love, sir Rufus.