It’s a cold dreary night, tonight;
A feast of eerie sparks and sounds,
Of crickets chirping at a distance,
Of fireflies with flickers that illumine
Yet in the deep shadows of the night,
I lay bleeding in my wounded state;
Mingling with the stars that shine so bright.
I’m worn by battles and wizened from wars;
A Warrior shorn of verve and valour,
The King’s noble bereft of his royal chalice,
A Knight without his shiny armour,
On and on, and through the years;
I fought for peace, not from malice,
I fought for the Liege and for his ideals,
I fought for your future and for my Alice.
I’ve seen through her bulging belly;
You have my bones, you have my brawn
She feels them in your hurting kicks,
She bears the pain but loves you still
She waited for you four long years,
She waited for you forlornly.
And I loved her through the times;
While we waited, while we longed
My brown eyes on her pale smooth skin,
The most amazing chemistry we made,
We kindled a flame that turned light blue;
The flame of love that burned so true,
And I loved her more while we waited,
But you held back yet a little longer.
I won and lost while we waited still;
Battle after battle, Wars raged on
Heroes and Villains in the contest of titans,
We swung our daggers,
We hung our totem,
We hummed in victory.
Then today I tasted defeat;
The chink I found in my knight’s armour
Was a hole drilled into me by the enemy’s blade
He threw me off my horseback,
He cut me through my rib cage,
He trotted over me in triumph.
I may not live through the night,
And I may never hold you in my arms,
But I hope you have my brown eyes;
I hope you find your pale skin,
So you can watch flames burn
While tiny bits of me rest in their urn.
And while I be gone,
Legends and myths shall teach you
Your Pa died an epic hero
So should you ever think of me?
Look up to the same blue skies,
For I’ll be sky-high, smiling down at you.