by Theoretical Thespian   Jan 14, 2017

I, a knight with shining armor
Wielding sword and shield
Punishing the disloyal
Those refusing to yield

I have many an experience
From many a hellish war
It is no coincidence
I must give you a tour

They say mercy's for the weak
Many would disagree
Mercy's not for the meek
It's for those stronger than him

Only those with the power
To decide what he chooses
His enemies will cower
When he both wins and loses.

Empathy comes from the brave
Who cares not for a bruise
Contrasting against a knave
Who is too scared to lose

With one foot on his chest
Towering over him, showing his might
The other put to rest
By the disgraced knight

Vengeance comes back for him
Who is the so-called cunning
Putting an end to his cruel whim
His blood slowly running

Mercy is for the gambling fool,
For those who don't care to lose.
Despite that, mercy is what you choose.
An end comes to your rule.


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  • 1 year ago

    by deeplydesturbed

    Very excellent rhyming, i like the layout of this and the way it reads and looks.. Well done!

  • 1 year ago

    by Brenda

    Nicely written with good rhyming throughout. Gave me a lot of food for thought, well done-