Time was, I found adventures everywhere: One moment home, and duty called me forth. So many times, it was too much to bear, And every small request would earn my wrath. I realised it was foolish to go on; My doing good would leave me meaning ill; I swore that no more uniforms I'd don. Then came a foe that only I could kill. I said I'd serve again, but knew I lied. I told myself this fight would give me peace. Though hard I tried, I faltered. Many died Before I mustered will to match the beast. Now as a coward I am widely scorned, And since I left, each day has empty dawned.
I've fought the villains of the world, and won; My monument in every town will stand. A new and virtuous era, I've begun. But I've regrets no-one will understand. As prophesied, a hero I became: First was I pure; secondly, I fought — In battle gear worked hard to earn my fame, And brought the count of minions down to nought. But now, I find there's nowhere left to turn. The world in need of saving, I have saved. To life that once I lived, I can't return: I still want things that, leaving home, I craved. 'Twere better, had my death been by the sword. These years of peace will bring me no reward.
(The hour was around six in the morning, I think.)