A/N: Written for the 5,10,20,50,70,100 fandom challenge, fandom 10.
Fighting for the Right Side
It was a simple enough question
to ask: why one fought
but I have no answer to offer
And no-one would ever
ask one of me
so it doesn't matter
Why I fight.
I am not on their side:
they know it; I know it –
allies, nothing more, not even
And it's not enough
for them, or for me
He knows, and it should
be enough
for them, and for me
But they don't fight
his fight, though they agree.
Do I?
Agree, no. Fight, yes.
Why? I do not know.
Maybe I am yet to find
that reason; there's no reason yet
after all
not to follow him.