RagnarokA Poem by E.R. JonasA short poem about the end of the world - Viking styleA great and feisty battle will be When Fenris free from chains of eternity On the plains called Vigrid the Gods will fight Aesir and Jotuns with all their might First will Baldur to his death go From mistletoe, as white as snow Then come Fimbulwinter; Where brother dies by brother's hand Three years the cold lasts on Midgard's land Wolf and Demi-God, now free to bring about pain Devours the sun to end the Gods' reign Next of the signs is Yggdrasil's tremble Through the nine worlds its branches' shakes will assemble Naglfar, ship of the dead With Loki at the helm, and so it is said That the great horn of Heimdall shall ring loud with alarm So the Gods of Asgard to war shall come with shield and with arm Jotun the giants destroying the cosmos in delight Surt, flaming swordsman leaves nothing but inferno in sight The Aesir will fight fierce for to-morrow and glory And so the Gods win in the end says the story That the great Thor shall fall to Jormundagand But as he lies dying, so shall the serpent rot in the sand Taken by Mjolnir at the last stand So shall also Freyr and Surt, and Loki and Heimdall, finish another Then by Fenrir, Tyr and Odin will be killed The wolf, at last is slain by Vidar and the prophecy fulfilled- And so as the world began, so shall it also end By Ginnungagap till the world be born again
© 2013 E.R. JonasAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorE.R. JonasLondon, United KingdomAboutAs another day passes, another approaches, Too soon to have lived, someone shall spread our ashes. I don't really know what I'm doing. I like to write, but I'm not about to quit my day-job over it.. more..Writing
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