End Of Service Poem by Michael Stevens

At last, it has come;
The most anticipated moment of my short lived career;
The point that all men in my shoes await;
A destination towards that which life steers;
It has the power to renew life,
or equally demotivate and destroy all morale,
As if time itself is as a hot bladed knife,
yes, indeed, the time has come,
My service is ended, an oath once given with time expired
Time has come for me to leave, to embark on a new journey from,
into the unknown, into the mysterious world i shall go,
Never knowing where exactly it will lead