Approaching on horseback, I demanded to see
The king and his horsemen, who will now serve me
I'm storming the castle, leaving no stone un-turned
I've gained strength and pride, from lessons learned
My frame of mind, has betrayed my soul
For I trusted the king and the writings on his scroll
But the land is poor and the people aren't free
To serve who they wish and live in harmony
For this reason, I storm this castle by force
And to change this land, from its sorrowful course
I must make my stand, in the face of death
With every heartbeat, or until my last breath.
C. Vergara
01.02.2010
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem