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Brave Knight XXXIV
Contributed by
ramfire
on
Saturday, 27th September 2003 @ 10:05:00 AM in AEST
Topic:
StoryPoetry
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The outer side ward harbors garden rows,
of places made for working craftsmen seen.
Small field where viewed the golden high corn grows,
and stabled horses stay within stalls clean.
It's close to dungeon keep where life is mean
for those in cold cell space with little light.
Their bodies, minds with burdens hurting keen,
for doing evil's shame in great lord's sight.
It's doubtful whether lives will ever be thus right.
The inner castle stone walls rise up high.
They're forty three feet - so tall they have might.
And seventeen thick feet doth measure eye,
containing passage ways unknown to sight.
All ways connect the towers ever right,
latrines are made for use beside the aisles.
Ensconced torch flames illuminate halls bright,
all lanes are seen kept free for soldier files.
Assigned strong piked guards stationed high walk posts for miles.
Copyright ©
ramfire
... [
2003-09-27 10:05:00] (Date/Time posted on
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