scars rattle the misshaped body
it is her that leaves nothing to worry about
but all to worry about at the same time
to hear her voice
the tone sending an tingling sensation down the spine
the only voice to whom a warrior of his caliber will listen to
when he is weak
she makes him strong
one is rich
to what makes a coward
is born bravery and savageness
for whomever tampers with whats his
he will surely and undoubtedly rip to shreds
appointed a god of a vessel
he consider himself nothing but a mere explorer
to which he which to explore every nook and cranny
every street and road
every house and home
only with permission does he do this
never to pillage what isn't rightfully his
to be without his country
would bring the hardened man to tears
for she is all that is left for him
he be the blade to her shield
even the hardness vaguely fades
only for her
he lowers his defenses
hoping to never be hurt
he roars his country name as he has pleasure in doing so
only to hear the yells of his name echo
in one look of her vast country side
he knew he had found home
her flourished fields and well toned homes
a marvelous beauty from which to be told
he knew he could finally rest
because he found the sanctuary he fought for
his guard lowered he attempts to rest easy
but for when the raiders wish to pillage and ruin whats his
he becomes enraged seeing red like a boar
his soft hands becomes hardened fist
his relaxed body is no longer relaxed
for he is ready to stand and defend whats his
whether it be madusa or athena that stands in his past
he fights with his heart the battle never lasts
eyes burning with blood red flames
scars seem vibrant as he take of no names
on his bronze skin the scars glow gold
one must fear because the soft warrior begins to grow cold
and as he take up his armor and blade
he yells "there will be hell to pay"
even if lost the love is never gone
even in death she will bare his son
battered and beaten he remains the victor
because the love that's there wasn't rendered
to the raiders,the vikings, or the romans
the love belonged to the to of them
The God and the country
and as he gaze upon her
he says lowly
"I love you dearly and my loyalty is with you"
"if they come between us i'll show them the truth"
"you are mine and i am yours for all eternity"
"i'll love you forever for you my heart bleeds"
"my blood, bone and flesh is yours to command"
"whomever don't like it i don't give a damn"
"even the gods will envy our love"
"because its not of their plains it is above"
"i'll love you until i die my loyal queen"
"thank you for the safety for what i have seen"
"i more than appreciate what you do for me"
"i just never get a chance to say it you see"
"You are my country and i be your king"
"let us remain merry and let our children sing"
Long live Meade sanctuary for Archippos
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