Bravely Battle

I stare into unblinking eyes.

I see my foes so much despised.

I feel their anger, feel their hate.

I feel the hour growing late.

…

I tighten grip upon my sword.

I ogle at the monsters' claws.

And yet I stand, and so I frown.

I wonder what is going down.

…

Still I stand and still I'm idle.

The monsters, they all start to bridle.

I wait for battle to begin.

All of us no longer grin.

…

But then suddenly I start to move.

Suddenly I get my groove.

Suddenly I strike my foe.

Suddenly we're on the go.

…

And as I fight I hear a voice.

One I do not hear by choice.

Makes me confused like before.

"Mum," it says, "five minutes more!"