The Requisition

[drurie]

Mind the deepening dusk,
hurry, hurry, hurry I must!
Tho battle worn and spirits unamended
the Kings keep is well defended.

Spry men and able horse
have set the pace and ordered the course
and victory is well in sight,
for those of us who choose to fight.

To feel the cut of another's blow,
to lie in the field bleeding out slow,
Wi brandished sword and scabbards met,
many a man has welcomed death.

The stench of fear fills the air,
makes a lesser man fall to his knees in despair
and the one wielding the blow cannot care
......for night is soon to fall.

So hurry, hurry, hurry I must.
A sacred message I'm in-trusted.
Onward bound by dutied feet
to mine enemies distant keep.

[JackShea]

I like this-very much-what more can I say?

[drurie]

Thank you :-D