Come By the Sword Die By the Sword

A King I am over this spacious realm One dares to steal this throne of mine I own With armies bought he tries to overwhelm To leave my castle rot with quartered bone I'll stand to face my death in time of war To fiercely fight and die with shattered sword Conquering King now comes that I abhor and oath he swore as my death comes toward I'll find no pause as I endure this fight They came in darkness from a gathered storm To leave me naked, but a sense of right As dripping blood when nightmares start to form This King once brother slowed his pace 'till dawn Finds he's to late to execute my doom His anger tortured as my life is gone With a final breath my body did consume The throne he seeks won't occupy his weight With bloodless sword now pulled to curse my name He can't fulfill the oath that fuels his hate Falls on his sword, an oath once sworn to blame contest Structured Forms-Iambic Frederic Parker original posted 2/3/14 revised posted 12/25/14