katie - sir knight

the knight stands on the killing ground <br />his knoble steed broken down <br />blood soaked sword in his hand <br />his armour shines whith the fading light <br />screams of the dieing sound <br />as he stands tall <br />looking out at the rivers red <br />battlle torn <br />battle worn <br />an innocent voice says <br />sir knight i want to be just like you <br />he replys <br />child i am no knight <br />i am but a soldier, lonely now <br />no one left to comfort me <br />this is not honour i am not proud <br />i follow orders i am but a tool <br />child this is no life for you.<br /><br />katie<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sir-knight/