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Burning Eyes

By Wayne Cuyler III

By Wayne CuylerPublished 6 years ago 1 min read
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Their faces sun burnt,

Sweat poring down their cheeks.

The helms on their heads sizzling,

Their brain afire from the heat.

Eyes locked on the opponent,

Gazes burrowing into their souls.

Sword and shield stand ready,

This fight for Honor and Glory.

Swinging and clashing,

The great sound deafening.

He takes his opponent's leg,

He falls to his knees.

Towering over his lamed adversary,

The visage of sure victory.

Sword hits shield,

Shield glancing off blow after blow.

Both know the victor will rule the land,

They give all of their heart and spirit.

The gathered crown cheers and claps,

The consorts hope and pray.

The Ladies hold each other,

Bracing against the battle.

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About the Creator

Wayne Cuyler

I'm just someone who writes when inspired. I like to write it down so that others can enjoy my writings as well.

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