Marico's Conquest(2) Poem by udoh etido

I had no peace;
i had to write this piece;
For twas a hand great;
could not see the sky's face.

A hand that filled the earth;
a hand that made maidens glare;
A hand so fierce;
descended on Ugo's head.

This might cause commotions;
this might stir emotions;
A disordered formation;
Marico's decision.

Arrows fly in the air;
Marico on great drextiers;
Ugo's warlords are ready;
Marico's knight is fiery.

Drums of war sound;
Ugo's band is light;
Marico pierces forward;
he weilds a strange sword.

Back in the arena;
where lions tender;
A royal rumble;
a seat with no trouble.

A strange fist in the night;
the refree stays alright;
A cut from beneath;
a sword with no sheath.

What sorrow and misery;
Ugo's banners are driven;
What folly and pride;
no ye not castles dont cry? .

A fight so grievous;
made our hearts grievous.

A strange hand;
Marico blurts the sky.