The Unforgiven

The Unforgiven

Face the wind,
And let the breeze carry
Your soul to a state of calmness.

For the truth lies in the air,
And what some call justice
Is only a safe haven for evil men.

I no longer care for the ways of the world.
For in my eyes we all live in a steel tempest,
And the pain cuts like a sweeping blade.

So, I will wander this wind wall of a land relentlessly.
As the sounds of a warrior's flute
Guide the memories of my honor.

And with my last breath;
I will drink under the moonlight for my fallen brother.
As I bury you under the rising sun.
For I realized there is only death,
And the story of a sword is inked in blood.

So label me
The Unforgiven,
Because all I have left is the wind by my side.

- Yasuo -

~ Tony Paradise's Poet ~
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