The Boy With A Mace

A simple story like poem of a brave boy.

Long ago in a faraway abode,

There was a child who had a sword.

And a crossbow with countless arrow,

Living inside a huge ground burrow.

He used to eat a number of things,

And used to shoot birds on their wings.

One day he came upon,

A beast as mighty as dawn,

He began shivering from top to toe,

What was in fate how could he know?

Sweating sweating in his place

He thought that was a great disgrace

To be afraid of such a creature

Was not what suited his feature

So he threw a stone and let it know

That he was strong and wont bat a brow

To fight its tyranny

To get the appreciation of many

But the beast didn’t move a hair

Because he knew the battle won’t be fair

And this was proved as it didn’t prolong

For the boy and sweated for long

He collapsed heavily on the floor

And the beast gave a mighty roar

Of victory of pride and joy

Just like a very merry boy

And went away that beast with a smile

This looked as if as broad as a mile!

Without a thought about the boy

Whom he had no intention to destroy

The loser taking his last breathes there

Was saved (luckily!) by many people, where

No one could guess how the boy with a sword

Couldn’t keep up with his mighty word

Of being savior of all with might

Was attacked by such a blight??

Author's Note

How is it?? Do give reviews, PLEASE :-D

BY the way, really, REALLLY SORRY for the length. Thanks for your patience and time.