eaven knows there is a misprint in this poem
littering the page
Fight with hand or sword, fight as one against one, fight with honor and grace, and you will gain glory and love without disgrace.
Give mercy and show mercy, and you’ll be respected among your enemies and peers, Be honorable but not to the extreme, forgive and you will in war and peace succeed.
Dappled golden mare
With flaxen mane,
Stroking your flank
I feel your strength and power.
The only good power is what wisdom we encounter, to make us smarter, with each passing hour.
She walks along the pavement
Not treading on the cracks
Fearing something bad will happen
She stays tense and cant relax