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Hark!
The time has come
my brethren!
Do you hear
the trumpets of fate
call in the ether?
To arms we go
but what we fight
I do not know.
Will we fight kin?
Brother or sister?
Friend or foe?
again I do not know.
Those who wish us harm
I'd rather fight
one by one
or as a horde
they will come.
So raise your weapons high
and let them hear our cry
for tonight we fight
as one body and mind.
But one question
still remains
would you join us
and fight for the lady?
Or would fate
have you fight
against me
my friend,
and rend my heart
asunder?
The ladies love
is endless and
resolute
all she asks
is for your
acceptance.
Take a chance
on her?
And be with us?
Or serve
an uncaring deity.
No matter the choice
that has been made
I'll accept our fate.
Whether you are slain
by my hand
or at my side
guarding our ideals
like the lady
you have
all my love
And no matter
what happens
this storm will come.
But take heart
in knowing
that as you draw
your final breath
my love will still
radiate for you
like the sun.
And will honor
the memory
of you
my friend.
- by Lady Gwendolynn O Danaan |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 05/03/2009 |
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- Title: The Storm
- Artist: Lady Gwendolynn O Danaan
- Description: This was meant to be a bit of a spiritual and thought provoking piece. It was meant to subtly present the question of, "If there was a major war (nothing political, material, etc of that nature) about to happen in the near future, would you want to know about it?" If you liked what you read you can find more on my dA account [url=http://nyghtshaydeen.deviantart.com]NyghtshaydeEN[/url]
- Date: 05/03/2009
- Tags: storm spiritual warfare magic honor
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