"The Future Prince"
Cloaked in armor
he stands, a solitary figure
the feel of newly green glass
under his feet
In the distance, he hears
the subtle roar of oncoming death
he is neither afraid nor remorseless
raising his sword, he charges
into the fray
the memory of his long dead father
the former hero king
burning into his tender ears
inside, he trembles
the prince, this fair haired
perfect boy of a man
driven by duty, cautioned by love
and devoted to revenge's subtle lure
he has become her faithful servant
in the distance, his rival
the dark haired demon ghost
tests his resolve
when life has lost
its former luster
and love has bled dry
the young man, bound by honor
will seek out to meet his fate
although darkness has descended
the world still exists, far and wide
embracing desperation
in a perpetual dance
amid the howling of
the lost and the damned
back to the restless dust
whence they came.
Copyright: 2009, by Raymund Diaz Delizo
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