I Shall Not Be Moved Poem by Bailadora P

I shall stand at the bank of the river, and shall not be moved
My sword will shine bright in the sun, to meet opposition
The enemy, loosed be their arrows, will swarm to meet me
But I, with my weapon of light, will hold my position

I shall stand at the foot of the castle, and shall not retreat
Outnumbered I am, and alone, I will not comply
My death will mean life for a score that are worthy of freedom
The line of defense I will hold, until my demise.