Choices Not Everyone Are So Lucky To Possess

Duty bound to defend my home.
And whoever may now sit upon its throne.
Its been so long since I left that I haven’t the foggiest.
All I wish is that they are true.
Prepared to protect and serve right through.
Its all I ask while I’m at war.
Cause for a tyrant I could not pour…
My soul into even a single battle.
For that would be most unjust.
Yet if I did my heart would be crushed.
As my home has been free for a thousand years.
To learn that’s been broken would reduce me to tears.
Turn warm blood colder than ice.
Saying I’d be sundered would not even suffice.
But such has not reached where I am.
So I conclude that my home still does stand.
And that is why I continue to battle.
Ensure my kin will never suffer the shackle.
I’ve seen it before and it is no kind of life.
Many would rather meet the point of a knife.
I think too that would be me.
Which is why I am illuminated to be educated and free.