The Knight
Another Day of Battle has Dawned
While I walk an ever-changing land
Arrows fly and pierce my skin
Thunderbolt and lightning sound
Showing enemies all around
Former allies among their midst.
Their swords may be sharp
But my armor is thick
My sabers quick
Their thrusts are useless
So long as I retain a silent riposte.
Those who would dominate me, Find their pride shortened.
Those who would wound me, Find their weapons sundered.
Those who would enchant me, Find their spells broken.
Copyright © Trista Whaley | Year Posted 2008
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