Keep

The siege began, oh so long ago, I was not wise, nor bold, nor old And yet they came with demon speed To snatch us from a simple soothing life To hold before us flames that scorched our souls Drove us deep into our darkened keep Alone but for the memory of light Pondering the choices, fight or flight. Yet we, at least the ones I’ve seen, Have shed the darkness of such knaves To live amid the flowers and the sun Rejoicing in a second life begun Beneath the shattered walls of demon’s keep Awakened from the slumber of the siege Standing in defiance of fear’s liege.