Wooden Helm Minotaur Horn Poem by Reginald Scott

Wooden helm minotaur horn
Extravagant materials made from thoughts
Fire swords and shields of protection
Always aligned with the wooden perfection

A furry head of fury the minotaur horns
Rule upon its dome of solitude; predestined
Thoughts of insanity upon entering its mind of madness
Its enraged by its weary eyes of contempt and thoughts of sadness

Fighting for the right of the throne
The wooden helm and minotaur horn
Breaks together as one
And the sword cuts down the dome of some
While the shield of protection protects from the horn of insanity;
The wooden helm has prevailed again as the will of humanity