Tower Locked
Bones of steel hard and cold
torn with fire from rocks so hard
fiery liquid hot burning bright
forced to serve the thoughts of man
Mountain highs sundered apart
their cold hard bones cut from within
shaped to be unyielding skin
to trap within and hold tight
cold flesh of land in fire placed
burnt with flame till colors flee
cast in forms that cannot hold
piercing beams of morning light
locked away trapped within
high above the distant land
gazing down so far below
held from where one would be
Windows bright hard and cold
placed where light will never be
morning sun does not shine
setting sun this place can’t find
cold shadows here occupy
where warming light cannot be
steals the warmth from those trapped within
and the hope they cannot find
hot tears they cry that fall and cool
anguished wails that ears don’t hear
trapped within and held a way
From all that they would be
knights within their armor fight
beneath colored banners in the breeze
magic trapped within the weapons held
wielded with skill hard earned
battles long they did fight
within the tower and mornings light
and into cold dark of night
endless the battle that they fight
the foe insidious will not yield
seeking ever against their might
attacks from shadows everywhere
cast by the falling of the light
hopeless cries in the night
within the tower high and cold
bones of steel and flesh of stone
and windows that never see the light
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