Life Of Iron Poem by Simon Miller

Life Of Iron



A sword in hand
A foe before me
The din of battle
The taste of blood
This feeling of wrath and pain
This is my life
A life of iron

My parents dead,
My family erased,
My line is almost gone
The hero's call
The blade of hope
A heart as cold as stone
This is my life
A life of iron.

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