The shield and armour weighed heavy
on the soldier guarding the castle
a long history of protecting the lords
who ruled the vast estate
in violent bloody times of unrest
soon he would be put to the test!
Rumours were abound of a warrior
who was leading a new uprising
to overthrow his masters long rule
he relished a confrontation
the chance of battle became a thrill
a hunger to seek out a kill!
He was a fighting soldier not a guard
war was looming the battles closer
friends died by this commanders hand
one desire to face him head on
His wife hoping he would not depart
for long ago won her heart.
As he stood a messenger arrived
warning of the impending foe
No hesitation the soldiers put on alert
he was ready now to go
His unit sent to confront and defend
is this where he’d meet his end?
Putting these thoughts aside
the enemy came into view
the shield held firmly in his left hand
trusty sword gripped in the right
they engaged in close quarter combat
a heavy blow knocked him flat!
Dazed upon the dirt he heard a shout
getting up instinct made him turn
tall warrior charged swinging his sword
catching his shield with a bang
Recoiling back he knew this was the one
his destiny had begun!
Their eyes met it was death or survival
around them the slaughter raged
the two fought with hatred in every blow
as each had their own blood flow
The light faded and still neither gave quarter
thinking of his wife and daughter!
Now exhaustion overcame them both
finding that last ounce of strength
the young soldier raised his sword and thrust
it pierced the leaders chest
exhilaration electrified his body and soul
at last he had found his role!
The journey home with the few alive
was mixed with many feelings.
The enemy had scattered so had the horses
wounded yet filled with pride
he saw the crowds and heard the cheers
his wife his child and their happy tears!
Victory always comes at a heavy cost
when you count all those that are lost!
The Foureyed Poet
Thanks for posting this. I enjoyed reading it very much. Reading and writing poetry relaxes me and I think it’s soothing for the soul. Great job.
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