Oh What He Would Have Done To Save Her Poem by Jeremy M. Dreher

He grieves over his wife's bloody greaves
He grieves as he starts to pray
To find those murderers and make them his prey
He would hire every single warship
To save the girl he chose to worship
Those men stole his heart
They killed his wife
Oh what he would have done to save her
Oh what he would have done would save him
Oh if only he had known where to save her
Oh if only he had known where his world fell apart
If only he had known where and what he had to do
It'd be like being given the opportunity to smile
Oh he would give up everything he has to own
Any deal, he'd pay the ransom
He would give up his will to breathe
To stop feeling so dead
Like a bored bards brain being barred shut
Like brilliant bold brave beings becoming brutally beaten
Like your favorite band banned
He would have thrown all his rights to a throne
He'd die anytime to unbury his lover's bones
This is really quite the sight
Like wrong finally meeting right
& Right has no might
A knight lost in the night
Wanting to end his life
Feeling rather not merry over someone he married
Like happy health healers heating hearts with hate
Like fairies forcing fully functional families to fail
Like scared soldiers seeing sins sparkle while smiling
Like rancorous rapacious rotten rapists getting raptured
Definitely the opposite of correct, to say the least
In both there hearts
There was a presence
They packed a pact
Like a box with presents
But they were all destroyed
Yet he still he knows
There's a way to fix this anger and sources of steam
&
Bring back the man from an unmemorable dream
The man with high self esteem
The man that doesn't have to be as dead as he may seem
Through all bad good must come
If you can stick it out through the downfall
Eventually good will come
Sometimes I feel like life is a scale
Each time you win you soon may fail
Even after a loss like this you don't have to go mad
Like I've learned
You can only move forward
When you're only moving back
Things happen for reasons
Like I've said about love before
Upon losing a lover
The feelings for them
Seem to go away the same way they come
But in reverse
Good to bad
Happy to sad
Every smile turns into a tear
Well I'm hoping for such a tragedy
That reverse can one day go back in reverse
& this tattered soul can live lively once more