Get Your Premium Membership

The Blessed Paladin

The time is coming the dead will soon rise and devour your family before you own eyes. The forgotten wizard tired of a life in caves made a dark pact for the power he craves. Zombie and vampires from their grave. A lone warrior stands, Whos destiny is to save. With sword and shield he places his faith. With a stab and a hack he fought the beasts back but he is hurt badly and all fades to black stone walls and little light he woke with a fright and tried to stand in vain he was hurt and fell to the pain. He was in a chapel to the wise god where he prayed to him for help he was granted shining armor and sword His mighty god made him to smite the whelp The undead were strong but he was a hoss he killed them all and showed demons who's boss blade in hand he made his way to the massive dark tower where the necromancers stay He rallied the soldiers The barbarians and thieves the mages and assassins armed to their sleeves. He made his own army their might was astounding the battle began with each strike resounding They fought with all their hearts stabbing and sliceing and putting to use their magical arts. put an end to most of the plauge But the leader of this blight in the very tip top made another demonic rite. he killed the whole army except for one. The blessed one stood immune to it all his armor scratched, his shield long lost, his sword bloodied alone he stood tall The Paladin from now he would be known The wizards fear stood true. he cast his spell to little effect he was soon run through his soul then was claimed. Beaten and wounded in the worst way. he walk out of the tower into morning light he fell to his knees and began to pray for his army, his brothers, his men may the gods above to take them all in Again all things went black he was gone this time there was no coming back he sat next to the gods in the sky everyone rejoiced and everyone cried the darkness was gone and many lived and just as many had died They saved the day and yet lived on in a way the songs sang and tales told The paladin was brave the paladin was bold the paladin was a savior for the young and the old

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.

Please Login to post a comment

A comment has not been posted for this poem. Encourage a poet by being the first to comment.


Book: Shattered Sighs