Untitled

Poem

by Thomas S. Gressman

As tomorrow's sun rises
I must go and become one
With a mountain of steel
And barely controlled fire.
I will ride out
Like the samurai of old
To fight
And to die.

Too long has been my ride.
Too many men have fallen
Before the fire at my command.
Too long has been my ride.

Were I a farmer
I would till my fields.
Were I a fisherman
I would tend my nets.
But I am a warrior
And the way of the Warrior
Is all I know.

tomorrow's sun rises
I must go and become one
With a mountain of steel
And barely controlled fire.
I will ride out
Like the samurai of old
To fight
And to die.

This untitled poem was written by an unknown Kurita 'MechWarrior before his death in the battle for Lasken's World. It was found, along with his katana, by Morgan Curry, an independent correspondent currently attached to Lindon's Company.


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