Last Stand

By G.A.Grim

Sun, 13 Nov 2016
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The sword is heavy in his hand

As he gazes across the field

He feels like more than just a man

For he knew he should not yield

 

His armor is dented and torn

But he kept his faith as his shield

This is the reason he was born

For he knew he would not yield

 

They said he could be free

No cause for his sword to wield

Just give to them the knee

But he knew he could not yield

 

He had seen his brothers bleed

As their fates were being sealed

To fight he wished there was no need

But the enemy would not yield

Certificate PG
Poem
Fantasy

Comments

Submitted by Shu Rimm on

I enjoy poems with a story to them. 

Really like this one because I just recently finished Game of Thrones and this sounds like a poem that would fit in that series. XD

Wild guess at meaning: seeing how he mentioned brother bleeding and staring across the field, this must be a medieval war scene. His army is being offered the chance to surrender, but knows they must not surrender. Close? XD

 

Submitted by G.A.Grim on

I am glad you liked it! And you are correct about the setting. I have always loved that period. Personally I have always thought of it as an individuals point of view, rather than a leaders. But it would easily work just as well the way you mentioned.