The Talisman Knights Part Ii
IV
And so the Talisman knights reveled for a time,
Alone, adrift;
But it was not long before goodly vengeance came hard and swift,
For Alan the True and his band of knights rode through fear and doubt,
And when he arrived upon that sickly green plain,
He and his host did shout;
"You have raped to gain your sight,
Lost all that is precious and right,
And now you demons will die justly and well;
You will end this bloody day in hell!"
V
The two armies of might battled and fought through that day,
And nary a prayer to the gods did one say,
And when the moons rose once again in that green land of death,
The good men had taken the last evil breath,
A victory... of a kind,
On the blood-stained plains of victory, stood a scarred and tortured mind,
A mind that shed a tear and shied away,
As he surveyed his fallen enemies that day...
VI
And in the aftermath Alan led the good men of his host to a hill,
That those knights could look down upon the blood they had spilled,
The red stained, white clad Talisman knights, laid out in droves upon the green and crimson
ground,
Dead and dying, or otherwise bound,
And Alan's knights viewed that moon-jade field, lush deranged,
And there, beneath the dead men of both armies;
The green disappeared, and the land was so changed.
And once more that land was a scar,
A pitiable place, from near and afar,
The evil is gone, and the goodness restored,
To a land that is sterile, and always abhorred.
Copyright © Geoffery Mchugh | Year Posted 2009
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