Wounded Warrior Poem by Alejandro Torres

Wounded warrior
With your heart
Torn asunder
What have you fought for
If nothing more
Than a foolish girl
who controls fate

She is
Sin incarnate
And just as gorgeous
But can you say
That blood on your hands
Was worth it?

Many words
You’ve slain
From the women
Who dare try to claim
Her place
Fools they are
Just like you

And that Princess
Becomes Queen
Over a destiny
She doesn’t know
She carries
Weary traveler
Will you tell her?

Tell her all
The tales
Of dragons
You’ve lain
To rest
And witches
You’ve tamed

Yes Little Ares
Let her know
One day

She is your Aphrodite