Friendship

As knighthood forced strong rebellion
The mighty sword rips through the air
To the world he seems a hellion
Destined must he meet the dare

Behind the helmet tears now flow
All thoughts at present must be ignored
Bring concentration to the foe
All love and kindness must be stored

Where once the enemies were linked
In a non-hostile way
Time and stars barely blinked
Loyalty had gone astray

"Why must I fight thee" asked the knight
"Were thou not on my side"
And the other then replied
"Surely you know, that has died"

So on they fought with urgent pace
One of them with heavy heart
There was only skillful grace
Forgotten what drew them apart

Each defends what he thinks right
Whatever was the source of blame
Woe to the regretful knight
Serious is this dreadful game

One false move - he sinks to the ground
Answered is his ardent plea
His soul cries out with his last sound
"Oh God - I'm so glad it's me."