H.S. Poetry Part 8, Varied Themes (The 3 Fates, The Halls are So Small, Warrior)

The 3 Fates
The first fate is success
One will sometimes win
As the victory has been won
Hearing the crowd’s roaring din

The second fate is failure
One will sometimes lose
As defeat and loss begin to set in
A dove of sorrow coos

The final fate is dying
Leaving life’s shining plane
And as he draws his final breath
He finally feels no pain

Fate is cruel and heartless, fate is good and kind
Fate is always changing, as are the thoughts of a mind.



The Halls Are So Small
The halls are so small
How small are the halls
We walk so tall
But the halls are so small
We throw a ball
How small are the halls
We trip and fall
In the small halls
We make a call
The halls, they are small
Our friends, withal
In the small halls
They drop and crawl
The halls are so small
How small are the halls.



Warrior
A mindless berserker.
A focused swordsman.
A flailing axe.
A relaxed blade.
A fighter’s fist.
A disciple’s rod.
A soldier’s pride.
A knight’s honor.
Fighting for country.
Fighting for tradition.
A blade of steel.
A blade of wood.
A warrior’s roar.
A youngling’s cry.
The battle fought.
The battle won.
The battle left.
The battle lost.
Fighting for everything.
Fighting for nothing.
Fighting for the love.
Of living this life.
They fight for the love.
To fight.