A Different Path

We walked a path, but not together

You walked it while danger slept

You walked it in sunny weather

You walked through on fields of heather

You walked while the streams ran wet


I walked this path under night's scowl

I fought through the walls of thorn

I struggled past each wail and growl

I dodged the claw and moonlit howl

I took the danger dark had born


We have walked the self-same way

But each at a different time

You, carefree, had room to play

I had no candles light the way

You saw your road and it was fine


I've seen the ways the route can be

I know the dangers that it holds

I clashed with things you'll never see

You speak of pleasantry to me

You were the one who stole its gold

This poem is about: 
My country


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