ARMOUR OBSOLETE

Why do you believe
you need protection or a shield?
Truth is your only armour
A solar disc that spins untouched
targetless from arrows beyond reach

Only a Saint has the courage to slay
by a swift thrust of double edged blade
the hungry ghosts
of smallness’ false deceit

Power meets self mastery
by inner knowing unopposed
where all is warmly laughed at
and armours obsolete.