Reality Check Poem by Elizabeth Shield

In my heart, there is a beat
No one, no one
No one, no one
It repeats

For many men are in the land
And some have even sought my hand
But none have ever rung as true
Or, cut to the quick, have blood of blue
And thus a common sense refrain
I, as one, remain, remain

I need a partner for the war
I am a sojourner going far
I need a helpmate in the gloom
Not just a handsome-looking doom

My sword is drawn, my mind is clear
My heart, it says:
Not here, not here