Death: Eowyn's Battle Cry by Eowyn_HorseJoy
I ride for battle now
Among my countrymen
Death!
Our horses’ hooves beat beneath us
Beating like my heart
Death!
Seeming so strong, unending
But in a moment it could stop forever
Death!
Each of us rides with a grim purpose in their heart
Riding for the things that we believe in
Death!
Honor:
No one will be left to do so
Death!
Valor:
No one will remember
Death!
Love:
It was always torn away
Death!
Victory:
It cannot happen
Death!
Rohan:
It’s legacy is over
Death!
Hope:
All will come to darkness
Death!
With nothing else to ride for
I ride for
Death!
Death!
Death!
DEATH!
3 Comments
This is good!
Very good rhythm, reading this is like hearing the drums of war, or ‘the funeral marches to the grave.’ Sometimes there is something so profound no word can be fitted with it as a definition; sometimes we can only name something and so call it, like the title of this poem. Good work understanding this, and yet seeming to capture it: that is what a poet does.
that is excellent! very deep. very powerful. beautiful! keep writing!