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The Knight

The Knight

There once was a man, bravery beyond all compare
Bound to a king and kingdom, to the people in despair 
Past battles to honour his king and his homelands 
Willingly to lay down his life for all the many clans

His armour chinked, remnants of battles long ago
His sword in its sheave, ready to defeat any foe
His trusty steed, a long friendship, has been earned 
His honour never falters, ones greatness , be yearned 

On a solemn night, the king seeks, his one true knight
“You my friend, my protector, my one true guiding light
“My kingdom cries out to me, do you hear her distain 
You are her servant, and of all your knights that remain “

“There is this evil that threatens, means to kill and destroy 
“These marauding clans, many lands, many hoards to deploy “
“We must stand now, raise our swords, show we stand tall”
He cries "Today we shall live or we die", for the good of all”

"We must ride out to meet these ungodly, unworthy hoard
Let our bravery, feel their defeat with our blood stain swords
Each of us knights, swore an allegiance to God and our king
Now is the time, fight for the honour and glory that shall bring"

Such a battle, never seen in many of years past
Fighting for the honour, for the kingdom to last
Each knight wields their sword, victory seems
The one true knight, hearing the death screams 

He stands tall in the saddle, seeing all the bloodshed 
His knights stand true, lost in a field of crimson red
When an errant spear, somehow finds it's one mark
He falls from his steed, blood flows it's reddish dark

Knights kneel at his side, seeing death approach their brother 
All of his warriors, humbly pay homage to a general like no other 
They raise and carry his body and his sword
To honour his bravery, for his king and his lord

A king strangely kneels before his fallen knight 
As if he lost his only son, sorrow lost in twilight 
He stands, looks upon his people and he cries 
“This my truest knight, his life, what does it symbolize “

All the kingdom pay homage to their fallen son
Raise banners, tell tales, sing songs of the one
The one true saviour, to our hearts remain anew
To our brave heart, his soul shall remain true

Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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