Go back to the movie
for a second: the announcement of the last mission. – "And you,
Gawain?" asked with a sombre voice. Arthur leaves.
Has that scene
or the look on Lancelot's face never prompted you to ask: "What???
Why didn't you ask him?"
What went on in Lancelot's mind
at that moment?
A dull train ride later: here's my shot at the
question. Watch out for the hyperbole-alarm going off... ;-)
I know it's too small, but thanks for reading anyway.
Loyal Indignation
There, you leave in
hasty pace…
…off into the
brooding arms of your faith as if they were the loving arms of a
lover.
There was no looking
back, no queering eye, no hesitating question –
Not for me.
Why did you not ask me if I was with you?
Me that have
loved you like a brother.
Me that,
guided by a blind loyalty, would go through all the fires of this
earth to save you.
Me that I
have steadied every blade ever to be brandished against you,
Deflected every dagger aimed at your
back,
Stepped into the line of every arrow
sent for you.
Why did you not ask me to follow you?
Do you think me so
strong, lacking any doubt, that I don't need your challenge?
Do you think me unmoved by your
quandary?
I can see your pain,
the lines it draws on your noble face,
See your breathing
turn shallow
And your hands
opening up like withering flowers.
Your prayers,
spoken into the dark
of the night,
are the ruins of your
already faded universe.
Your doubt, sweet
brother,
will persist to linger in the deep
fabric of your troubled mind,
will fester like a sullen wound,
ever growing.
And once touched, it
will pour its grinding power into your blood.
Arthur.
Share it with me.
There waits an eternity for you and me,
Filled by transparent silence,
only separated by a
single moment of absent mindedness from the here and now.
You'll loose all
faith.
Forever.
Then at last,
the last words spoken
before the timeless stillness of my tomb,
Are transcended by all meaning.
I know you, brother.
Only then will you share your burden.
The things that surround me are so
lonely,
as the sun finally
touches the earth.
All that will be left
is this small night.
Filled only with my
all-consuming love.
Tomorrow the world will be empty.