Dull Blade

The blow was high, I could feel the pain in bone
My enemies have won the battle, My army was wiped clean
Only i was left laying, Praying for mercy of the heavens
Left on the dirty sands, Defeated can no longer stand
       I pick up my dull blade, slowly returning home

Returning home defeated, My whole kingdom ashamed
The warrior who defeated armies, Defeated like a child
Victory seems far ahead, Yet surrender is not in my head
As i sit down prepare, prepare for the war that is ahead
     I start sharpening my dull blade

As anger fills my heart, Darkness fills my soul
Like Edgar Allan said, Deep into that darkness
Long i stood there, Doubting,  wondering,
Dreaming dreams no mortal has ever dared to dream before
But my silence will be broken And my smile will give no token
As i hear my enemies scream, trembling with fear
      And their blood in my dull blade

As i plan for a new strategy I let my enemies celebrate
As i keep searching for the culprit Who planned my defeat
I search for the spies, And crush them like flies
Let the darkness within me rise, Let the demons in me awake
       As the devil sharpens my blade
 

Now comes the day, The day of vengeance
The day of my enemies scream, Feeling the wrath of my demon
I march toward my enemies, With the army full of demons
I hear my enemies cry, Begging for mercy of heavens
I march toward the victory, With my enemies defeated
With my weapon in my hand, What i hold in my right hand
        is no longer a dull blade

Author: Onesmo Ndile
Year:2015