William Wallace

WILLIAM WALLACE Blindfolding Justice, lest the blind might see, what tyrany's been passed down countless years by those who make the claim, nobility are all the ties that bind through death and tears. What manner of a man stands up to these annointed to the reign passed down by name? No archer known to anyone who sees, could suffer all, lest freedom is his flame. Do endings end it all, or just begin the pure of thought, that life is meant to please? Though he was dragged and naked for his sin, are kings not lost, and fallen to their knees? And yet, their holding on is all life shows, Through centuries royalty still comes and goes. © ron Arbuthnot