A Call To Arms

Rise up mortal gods and take up the pen

For it is mightier than the sword and it's edge has no end

It's power only limited to the depths of your mind

And if you search them long enough you will find 

Those forgotten souls who crave resolution

Whose lives were forsaken in the wake of pollution

They search for their honor, love, power, or fame

And all they have done has been in your names

So are not they deserving their final rewards?

To find love, to be crowned, or master the swords?

Give them their lovers, their riches, their thrones

Help those who haunt bring rest to their bones

For if you do not and pass on, it is to be feared 

That your worlds will be known as The Lands That Disappeared



- For our old adventuring group -

*another of my older works*