Constellation: The Sword

Life started off happy and bright

Everything was rosy, there was laughter and light

Then the darkness called death came

His shadow came down and stole the light, the crowning jewel holding together the family.

In bleakness and in the shroud of darkness, laughter stopped coming, times were hard,

Food was scarce, belts were tightened.

Mockery and punishment pulled the family together, they looked out for one another

When times were hard and money was tight, they looked out and fought the good fight

In all adversity they had to overcome, the sword was sharpened, the fighter was born,

He looked out for his family, protected the weak, he was no longer meek.

He stood up for others who wouldn’t or couldn’t, he earned the respect, the love and the laughter,

The warrior’s way isn’t always a disaster.

Stay strong, not weak, do not be meek, don’t just look out for number one,

The sword, the fighter, the constellation is born.