Killing for Kings

They were armed with spears forged by their sun god Mighty and mean, terrifying mountain-like marauders The commander told them the battle would be fierce Their enemies arrived with their own copper spears Their breastplates and helmets were equal to the task The battle raged for three days; the field smelled like blood Evenly matched, the warriors continued on their quest Smashing and bashing, in the name of their respective kings Kings who sat on two hills, watching silently, with clean clothes. Kings who did not mind men killing for their chance at more gold.