Musing #9

Elvin steel glows in the night
Rustling bushes
fear follows fright

Eye glowing from afar
Looking over your shoulder
running from a war

Dark times ahead for your race
Hoards gather near
at lightening pace

From whence will your saviour come
White majestic steed
to cause them to run

Patience is the key many will say
But time does not wait
for man or that bloody day

Action so swift sometimes required
Failure to do
and in darkness you’ll be mired

He rides! Comes the mighty call
Death to our enemies
may they at our feet fall