Norseman's Last Stand Poem by Tor Silvertongue
Norseman's Last Stand
The ravens whisper in my ear,
With Odin's pride in my heart,
I stand before you with no fear.
Glory-born and honor bred,
There is no shame
In being surrounded by the dead.
Death is something
You cannot cheat.
At least I know,
That I am going out on my feet.
We've faced Dragons
And stared down giants,
No matter the threat,
We stood defiant.
Monday, December 12, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: honor,religion,war
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
I consider this a second epic to Not Forgotten. hope you enjoy it as much as you did with that one.
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