Yearning Knight. Poem by Marcondes Pereira
Yearning Knight.
I fought against stronger and clever
men, by the name of the king, and his throne.
Right ideals are lies sang by a fool deceiver,
mothers weeps are heard by no one.
A fierce knight, and a simple man.
Where swords lie, we face the real demon of rage.
I shall return to my beautiful countrywoman.
Now, I will forget about that bestial, bloody stage.
Sunday, April 9, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: literature,romance
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