Viking's LegacyA Poem by G?
Swayed my thoughts, to another time
a broadsword at my shoulder, a dirk behind A woman, an axe, as my highlands are sure this woman is mine I live by the sword, my word is my crucible Honor bound, I forge ahead My life framed by the images in my head Highlander, Scot, Usurper undesirable I stand with my brethren My head a pawn The game is of matter, a crown for a pawn The Northern Plains For a genocidal family claim Jacobite, Christian-ambiguous as it might be The men of the north will always be free © 2016 G?
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Added on July 6, 2016 Last Updated on July 6, 2016 |