The Dragon

My sword, my sole companion,
You've watched me through the winters,
Through the long nights,
The summers and the spring.
And so, in this hour, I know I won't be abandoned.
We'll ride for glory, for the homeland,
And for the king.

And I know, the spirits above me,
The ones that hate me, ones that love me,
In their sleep they count the days
Till I ride for home,
And though I hate to keep them,
My enemies, I must defeat them,
Till the last of their graves is overgrown.

So, on the field of battle,
I'll ride out tall and cast a shadow,
Bearing teeth, bearing metal,
The path before me sweeping clear.
Some have called me The Dragon,
Others a nightmare, many have spoken
Their last words for me to hear.

My sword, my final companion,
Stay with me now in the darkness,
Beside my armor, beside my shield
Laid across my chest.
I knew that I'd never be more than a phantom,
Never take a wife, or be a husband,
And only now can I find rest.

1 comment:

  1. Only just now discovered this. Powerful & dynamic like something emerging from unconsciousness after a long gestation in the dark. A secret life in an alternative reality?
    In any case a thing worth sharing and I wish there were more.

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