stoic warriors
guardians in the wooden trenches of wisdom and wonder
an immortal and infallible army
forming an unbreakable line
with every fallen comrade comes another
quickly joining the ranks
and taking up arms
spines flashing the colour of their uniforms
and a solitary bookmark like the standard bearer’s flag
rousing the tireless troops
for theirs is an endless battle
in pursuits of knowledge, inspiration, and imagination
forever shining a guiding light
blinding to the mortal darkness of a sometimes cruel world
never yielding
never cracking
never routing
an impenetrable wall of prose against the onslaught
standing proud in defence of the mind that yearns for victory
Posted in #SeptemberScrawls - day 29