The Banner

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A poem for Eowyn

In my head screams his voice
speaking tongue of evil
whispering words in his breath
that my heart will not hear

how can I live
if my eyes falter!
how shall I die
if my arm remains still!

here I stand in the wind
desolate heart
forbidden arm
bitter is my fate
for being a daughter
I should wait and be still

o land of my kin!
will you not
let me defend you!
will you not
take me?

shall this wind
drying up my tears
bear my hope away
as it tore this banner?

.....

but my king is waiting
and strangers

are coming