The Knight (an ode to men)

In every  one of we men

there lives a bold knight

For some your armor is black as the night

For others your armor is glistening white

Some have bright polished armor

that reflects the sun and stuns us with its beauty

and for others that armor is dull and colourless

For each of us the armor is the self that we present to the world

and our armor has been crafted during the journey we  live

For some the journey through life has made black armor

we have been hurt so badly ... and now we hide behind our dark armor

For another the white armor is our self righteousness

that we use as a shield to keep others away

and the polished armor shows the amazing work

that has gone into building their life .... they really try hard

Sometimes the armor glows .... and we all look on in awe

but for many the armor is dull and tired

and shows the weariness of the soul

They have struggled and fought and run out of fight

they only hope that they can last through the night

But as each of us rides our valiant charger

down the highway of life

There will always come a time where some dreadful event

will make us fall off our horse

.... fall to the ground in panic and pain

No longer do we ride high on our horse  .... protected from the world ...

..... and then we discover that our precious armor is too heavy!

What was once our protection has become our curse!

We can't get up!  ... we flop from side to side ..... no use .....

Like a turtle we try to roll over  ... so we can get our arms under

but that doesn't work either!  What now?

Eventually we will realise that we can't help ourselves ....

to get back on our feet we must have a helper

... who can remove our armor

Take off the armor ... take off the weight ....

.....and then we can stand!

And when we lose that weight

we realise that we didn't actually need the armor

Without that hard heavy shell we can fly through life

So who are you?  Have you had your fall yet? 

Is your armor off?   .... so that you're waiting to help

the next knight who  falls?

Or is your fall still in the future?

© Ian Croft January 2019