530. Poem by Jaden Knight

He was born with a powerful weapon
that needed no special enchantments
one that could not be wielded by others
that should serve him well once he leant to use it

He grew into a mighty warrior
skilled with both blade and bow
yet still he had not learned to use his best one
despite many opportunities

He had survived every battle by sheer luck
without learning much from his experiences
easily outwitted by a clever opponent
and was eventually defeated and cut down

All that time he had forgotten about his greatest weapon
that he was born with but had under used
his mind was the greatest gift that he could have
now wasted as his life faded away