Golden Knight...

by SplitSided   Oct 15, 2004


A knight steps onto a battle field.
Armed with a Sword and shield.
The enemy steps up to start the war.
Drop him with a chop he's down and doesn't want anymore.
On to the next enemy and 4 million more to go.
This is when his true colors start to show.
The knight draws his sword.
Cuts his enemy in half like a board.
He drops to the ground.
Without making a sound.
He gets hit the other knights leave him for dead.
There's nothing but anger and frustration in the back of his head.
After that he goes insane.
Forgets about the pain.
After the war he puts his helmet down.
To receive his golden crown...

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