Treasure Island

Dipali Unadkat

(10/17/1986 / Nairobi)

Battlefield


He came on the battlefield,
Ripped down the villains,
Won the fair lady’s heart,
Lived up to the fairy tale standards.
But then the power was overwhelming,
It took control over him
Tyranny reigned
All the subjects were dreary
The household in deep darkness
Wilted roses
Briars increasing, spreading.
The only color left was in the Joker’s aura
The joker.
Playful, cheerful but smart
Witty, silly but sly
Every briar he passed turned into a rose
Light engulfed the darkness anywhere around him.
People smiled in his presence
And in the king’s court he dazzled
Dazzled so…
Won the fair lady’s heart
Helped her out of her misery,
Her loneliness.
but darkness wants to prevail!
Challenges were laid in his path
Successively beating down each,
Now the joker is on the battlefield against our hero
History repeats.
It all begins with heroism
But it all boils down to tyranny.
That’s the king’s battlefield.
That’s our lives’ battlefield.

Submitted: Sunday, March 08, 2009
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