Sheds

He sheds his armor,

for he is battle sore.

Exposing his vulnerability,

to his enemy no more.

He’s creating his new world,

and glory for to see.

Once jailed within armor,

he’s been set free.

Looking at the world

without his iron mask.

He ponders, and wonders,

and begins a new life’s task.

The future now holds

mysteries unknown.

Freed from a cage of armor,

and his path not set in stone.