Death from Sins
Unveiling of the righteous King has come.
To bring a peace upon the ravaged land.
A war was fought, the loser did succumb.
The soldiers now are just, by King's command.
A Prince of evil tried to claim his realm,
And tethered people to a hopeless place.
With blade from sword and chains to overwhelm.
He stole and pillaged all without disgrace.
A brother older strode to their defense.
From ancient land to where a prison held.
He paid a ransom held at great expense,
And slayed the tyrant Prince his anger quelled.
The throne he lusted for the Prince had claimed.
Brought anger forth from rightful King he blamed.
contest The Deadly Seven
Copyright © Frederic Parker | Year Posted 2016
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