Poetry Contest Entry

Demonslayer

~By Paradox

In mountains of rock, buried since birth
there lived a foul creature, feared on the earth.
His mischief was constant, until he was slain,
his death brought a feeling of sun after rain.
But who was the brave one, who killed the foul beast?
A king or a madman? Not in the least.
The creature was vanquished, by bravery of heart.
The winner was smaller, yet still played the part.
The people applauded, when the story was heard
the villages feasted, and so spread the word:
Hear ye good people, the tale of a plight,
a demon who challenged a chivalrous knight.
The one clad in darkness, the other in white
both wearing armor, both full of might.
The knight was on horseback, the demon in flight
long raged the battle, on that terrible night.
The demon had challenged, "come forth and fight!"
quick came the answer, spoke by the knight,
"Demons are careless, and think not to save,
their weapons for honor, and so find the grave"
The demon was shaken, and felt naught but fright,
instead of mere weakness, he found only might.
For anger is useless, and fury is vain
rage is short living and only brings pain
But virtue is timeless, and honor brings life
and so spoke the soul of the virtuous knight.
Virtue was stronger than anger that night,
so it is always with the power of light!

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