Story

Story I pull the dusty well-worn tome Down from the high shelf in my home Now blow and scatter all the flecks As children gather, craning necks.. Anticipation glistens in their eyes As if a fairground vendor's prize Is handed down from garish stall This gift of words that will enthrall And so to start.. What wonders can this tale impart? Adventures, battles, dragons, princes? Escapes from death, to catch our breath And calls so close the audience winces A story captures imagination. Thus passed to friend, then tribe, then nation Courageous is the human trait That shines against the odds of fate Struggles through the moonlight quest To strengthen, sharpen. To be the best. A faithful steed to clamber hills.. A trusty blade to fight windmills Fantastic creatures of the night That snap and snarl, at ankles, bite Testing all the pure resolve To overcome. And puzzles solve. And in this tale all play their part Even though a darkened heart Obstructs and hinders. Like midnight chimes for fleeing Cinders. But this, no magic Disney book No stereotypical pirate Hook. No flying carpet. No dancing bear. Yet something special lingers there.. The truth revealed eventually; Persistence beats adversity With faithful steps and trusted sword The sharpness of the purest Word A wonderous tale to light the eyes; Giants, snakes, kings and spies, Angels, villains, light and colour A story like you've heard no other So pass to daughters, siblings, sons This truth the light of many suns For every generation reaches Out for Hope this volume teaches So search the book shelf, reach from high Prepare to laugh, prepare to cry Uncover truth of One so bold. The greatest story ever told. Jinjagoliath 29th March 2021