The Heroes And The True Treasures Poem by Keith Shorrocks Johnson

There is more to be told about Death and Sin and Satan
About the shroud spectre, the tarn hag and the dragon
And how sin coupled with the dawn-devouring serpent
Bearing in her turn the loathed all-consuming adversary -

And how the Christ himself gave his life in redemption
Of that dreadful compact of a daughter's rape and incest
That the ghastly child, the unremitting arbiter of life itself,
Should feel the loss of hope as resurrection triumphed -

And how Beowulf the hero also gained honour at the last
By ripping down the indiscriminate slayer of our kinfolk
And descending into the dark mere to seize a tokened sword
By which to kill the fish-tailed harlot and crop her son's corpse -

And how our heroes bested the fire-unleashing guardian
Of hell's treasures and all its beguiling wealth and plenty
Taking nothing from this earthly realm in just reward -
Leaving only the steadfast gifts of honest hearts and wholesome life.