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A fantasy poem of courage and a debt to be repaid. |
I remember that day as plain as the States The houses were on fire with the roofs made of hay The horses they came as waves on the hills Their riders atop had only one will Though filled with fear, we were in the heart I knew of a place that was not very far Ten of us left in temporary retreat We ran less than a mile on our tired, caked feet When we reached the lake, it was sparkling at play We got in the boat and we rowed away To a circle of rocks in the middle of the depths We fell right in, not fearing the wet We sank beneath the surface, about fifteen feet or so Through our noses, it was not water, but air that flowed I led them through tunnels of underwater caves To an aquatic creature with a debt to be repaid Though it had been three years, he remembered my name I told him what I wanted and he led the way Further down into the earth we went My men, quivering, followed with their arrow strings bent The creature lay snoring until a spell made it wake Angered and frothing, it made the floor quake My men became brave and, together, we fought The aquatic creature beside me; his debt not forgot Much blood was spilt, three of my men lay slain In the end we pierced Leviathan's heart; he writhed in pain If not for a new debt, dead he would be My men and I roped him and rode the snake from the sea The aquatic creature followed, though through debt he was no longer bound But a lust for blood and fight brought his webbed feet to dry ground We rode Leviathan on a tidal wave to battle Drowning soldiers and knocking them from their saddles The fires were put out of the houses with roofs made of hay Though some lives were lost, the day was still saved I thanked both creatures for helping us fight Debts now paid, I sent them back to sea as day became night |