........................................................................................
.While serving the throne...............................................................
.Twas long ago I scribed my scorn.......................................................
.Torn was my heart in Her service forlorn.............:....:............................
.As I was barren sand and chose to be alone.............:......................:........
.Writing stanzas to a womb on what it is to be born.........................:...........
.For the Eternal Mother of Loam to whom oaths I had sworn..............:...............
.I penned a poem on lightblindness, bloodthirst, blossom and thorn......................
.How every child's soul-bearing shell from black and fertile earth is grown.............
.Rowes I rhymed to bearers of fine flags that shine gold as sour piss or benign corn....
.Your fires too bright cause the stars of the night to lurk past your sight I warned....
.That narrowing vision will falsify purposes by greater understanding shorn.............
.Harrowing counter to narrowing is clarity wrung by Strife's storm...........:..........
.Aye, any poet could have told me the truths of that poem.....................:........
.How striding in shade wrought me further from home...............................:.....
.Now coming to find my word spoken as stone...........:.................................
.Fighting past midnight and not on my own..................:............................
.Known will I be a Knight of Roan...................................:...................
.Til crowned and a-throne...............................................................
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Penned by my hand on Tisday, the 1st of Lleian, in the year 21 AC.