The Viking God Thor On His First Great Battle

The Viking God Thor On His First Great Battle

No, you do not, no sir not in this fight
My honor demands I fight you to death
You are Lord of Darkness, I Lord of Light
You will surely lose, so save your last breath
Your stabs were all wrong, had not real effect
I spit on you and your black-monster ways
My oath, my duty I dare not neglect
My job is one to make you truly pay
You will taste the might of my mighty pen
And I swear you monster must die today
I cut you beast, right out of your dark skin 
Your imps are chained in your ghastly lair
All of your hiding trolls will my sword taste
Go ahead cry and moan I do not care
World celebrates your death, what a big waste
I go now back to my great Vahalla throne 
A party this day, we celebrate you
Now that your evil has been overthrown
Dark beasts of your land justice overdue.

Robert J. Lindley, Feb. 7th 1985. edit  Sept. 25th 1999
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Kiser Avatar
June 18, 2023 at 1:38 PM
What an intense one! Nice imagery that puts the story across to the reader; lends a powerful emotional energy.
Romios Avatar
June 14, 2023 at 2:09 PM
This is a deep one, the battle of good vs evil is a poem you addressed well. Our world has much evil. But..in this age, worse than ever. The USA is already a police state. We need a modern day Thor as the heavy steps of evil are in every country. But dare you be a Thor, you will be ridiculed and jailed. The Dark Days have arrived.for us all and tragically for our chilren. Panagiota Xx
Lindley Avatar
June 14, 2023 at 5:35 PM
Thanks much my good friend, you got it. Sad to say many probably do not get it at all. We live in perilous time now. Our own government is working tirelessly against us. I have been a Thor many times in my youth. Too old now! God bless..
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