3 Songs of War

3 Songs of War

A Poem by Freder Fredersen (aka Grady)
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A battle beginning from three different vantage points and philosophies. Hope you enjoy.

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I

Bezerker’s Song

Your vicious venom nurtures my warrior-spirit
The chaotic kernel germinates and madness blooms
My flesh rages like an all consuming inferno
And in this moment, all you are is doomed

Encounter vengeance; the ire of all who formed me
Partake of ancestral thunder's wrath
Witness howl; war cry everlasting
Stand stunned in Thor's onward rolling path

Berserkers' rage!
Dark warrior-mage
Possessed by wraiths
Of a distant age
I am hatred;
Walking war!
The filth and faith
Of those gone before!

From the Ygdrasil, I've picked the World of Madness
And devoured it. Now it dwells in me
Odin's wrath and Freya's passion
Pour from my being like a blood red sea

Today I'll sleep the sleep of Death
But you, too, shall find slumber at my hand
I'll wake a king in sweet Valhalla
Until I'm called up by young berserker's hand

Beserkers' rage!
Dark warrior-mage
Possessed by wraiths
Of a distant age
I am hatred;
Walking war!
The filth and faith
Of those gone before

 

II

Paladin Song

Rabid spirits riding rivers of will
With no desires, but to maim and kill
Are rolling down the western hill
Believing they are spirit filled

But, we, with honor and valor fight
Indwelled with the only true God's might
And the heathens shall be crushed tonight
Devoured by the power of light

With holiness
Paladins stand devout!
And as we clash
God's name cry out!
We'll put the
Hellish fires out
And destroy these demons
Spewed from Satan's mouth!

Destined by our Father and Lord
To spill the black blood of the heathen horde
By holy armor and blessed sword
To spread His Word from shore to shore

And if we are slain at the fiends' filthy hands
Beyond death lies the Promised Land
And we'll be greeted by angels grand
And Walk with God on golden sands

With holiness
Paladins stand devout!
And as we clash
God's name cry out!
We'll put the
Hellish fires out
And destroy these demons
Spewed from Satan's mouth!

 

III

Sage Song

 

I am not of Paladin
Or Viking seed
I'm my own man
Alone and free

If the Christian God
Or Odin's band exist
I bet they'll cry
When they witness this!

I hide from men in nature's peace
I eat forest fruits and converse with beasts
I find no need for gold or feast
I don't understand war or hate in the least

I claim no land, no race, no lord
Of the holy crusaders or heathen horde
I own no bow, no spear, no sword
I have no need for these bloody wars

I am not of Paladin
Or Viking seed

I'm my own man
Alone and free
If the Christian God
Or Odin's band exist
I bet they'll cry
When they witness this!

© 2009 Freder Fredersen (aka Grady)


Author's Note

Freder Fredersen (aka Grady)
May love bound around in your soul like a rubber ball in an anti gravity chamber!

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My Oh My Oh My-Three poetic jewels-Three different spiritual and religious perspectives that have rocked the ages. My gut loves the first- I hear the music of Wagner- The second I'm quite conflicted on -Not a servent of the God of Abraham-and the third is where my heart lies - Hail Hail the Druid King... as I bow to the Queen.

Three distinctive flavors and each songs tonal voices(Bass, Tenor and Soprano) were -all in perfect pitch - great rhyme scheme and excellant wordchoice. A powerful piece-


my warmest
bob

Posted 15 Years Ago



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Freder Fredersen (aka Grady)
Freder Fredersen (aka Grady)

Cleveland, TX



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