Is There Honor in Being Honorable?
Honor!!!!!!
I had my honor once upon a time.
It was taken from me.
The pain of that loss was burned upon my face.
I was cast out and tasked with the impossible.
To find someone lost generations ago.
I would find the Avatar. I would bring him to my home
and parade him through the streets of the cities
of the Fire Nation. He would be the sign of My Honor
RESTORED.
I lied. I cheated. I stole from those in need
to regain my honor. Forgetting that honor
comes from being honorable.
This little poem was inspired by the daily word list from the Promptly Written publication. Christine Graves Ravyne Hawke Check out the June list here: