Just A Name- an original poem

"The Assassin" by Leafbreeze7
The Assassin” by Leafbreeze7

It’s just a name,
I tell myself
as I notch my arrow and
narrow my eyes.
It’s just a name,
I know it is,
just another name that
has to die.

Some letters on a piece of paper,
a foreign title I will never know,
ink and words and nothing more-
no room for any emotion to show.

It’s just a name,
I know it is,
a job to be done and
coin to collect.
It’s just a name,
I tell myself
as I aim my arrow at
his neck.


Fantasy fiction is one of my favorite genres to read and write in, and this poem taps in to a bit of my recent work. The character here is obviously an assassin who is feeling conflicted about her career choice (though of course she won’t admit it). 

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