The Price of Peace

Sobs fill the air as allies fight
She runs, breathes the air that flows from the forest
Her father has long since breathed his last breaths
Murdered by one side
Her mother led to the abyss by another
She is all that remains of the once great kingdom
But not for long

Swords ring on the air as she thrusts herself
In her white silk gown
Into the center of the battle
The crowds part before her and drop to their feet
She glides across the ground
Little feet never stumbling

The sorrow as the spear leaves his hand
The sudden hush as both armies drop weapons
And run to the place where she lies
Her blood staining the snow and her gown
Promises of peace cross their lips

And she dies with a smile

And she dies with a smile





Post a Comment

Be the first to comment on this article!

bRealTime banner ad on the left side
Site Feedback