Is Fear A Reason Poem by Arjun Mathilakath

With sun came a warrior,
Instinct of an emperor;
So down the grade he was,
A mere cavalry man he was.

Torso of a gladiator,
Voice of thunder.
His physique could kill the tycoon
Who was in command of the platoon.
Yet he did take order
From the king with no valour.
If I were to be the soldier,
With an arrow to spare in my quiver.
His gut would be holed
For stealing the gold,
Not just from his enemies
Even from his allies
Yet for some reason unknown,
His gut did he not slain.
My mind wandered years for a reason,
Did I little know for that fear is a reason.