Comments about Brian Swaine
A Lonely Warrior
I'm a lonely warrior on an empty battlefield;
My head, it aches, my body grows numb.
But with copious courage, I raise strength, sword and shield,
To face the cold foe now that the battle's begun.
My weary eyes, they focus on an enemy unseen;
My hand, it grips the weapon I so bravely wield.
Battle on, I must, to destroy the enemy;
And rest, I cannot, lest the beast he be felled.
With no lieutenant to lead me, no bright light to guide me,