Slay Ride Poem by Barry Middleton

I've given up my try to figure out
humanity and riddles of the times
where gods and demons hide in toxic fog
with truth concealed in foolish nursery rhymes

the shadow of a giant looms tonight
its beard and goat like horns in silhouette
reminds me of a song I can't forget
of wolfen nights that howl with cruel regret

the tempo of the clock has set the beat
the loping lupine sound of padded feet
the wolves are gathered all around me now
so do I dare the charge of just retreat

I'm tired of weeping tired of being tired
I'm tired of running from the beast's attack
this old and fevered knight must end his quest
I draw my sword to face the snarling pack

I do not wish to fight but fight for life
it is the only thing worth fighting for
the scene is bloody yet I won't give up
till breath is gone and I can fight no more