Saturday, April 17, 2010

Holding out

In a parallel dimension, where metaphor is life
in the heat of battle, fights a fully-armored knight,
He is alone, completely surrounded by his foes,
every turn he's fighting, no matter where he goes
Battered and worn, he swings as hard as he can
he is getting weaker, its all he can do to stand.

There is a brief reprieve, they have retreated for the night,
Their damage done, the demons have taken flight
Exhuasted, the knight kneels down, glad this is over...for now

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