I used to be your knight in shining armor
Now I’m a lonely desperado
In a dirt-stained poncho
Whatever happened to the time we spent together
When did it first start to turn
When did I first start to change
When did I become dust stained doomed to wander
When did I stop being the knight
How do I get back there
How do I become that again
How, how, how
Why can’t I seem to find my path
Back to where I came from
Maybe the path is lost
Mayhaps I need to forge a new one
But where do I start
How do I find a new path
A new way forward
The dust of this life
Has hit my eyes
It’s hard to see
Through the teary eyes
But onward I’ll forge
I’ve no choice the way backwards is lost
The only way I’ve got left is onwards and upwards
Climbing the mountains of this life
Hoping for a respite from the sands of time
Maybe all is not lost
Maybe you just finally saw my flaws
Maybe you brought them to the forefront of my mind
Maybe that’s where this darned poncho came from
When I emerge from this wasteland through
Which I wander
Will my steel be polished again
Will I again be someone’s knight in shining armor
Or will I be something else
I hope to find out what form I’ll take for someone new
When I finally find them
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