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The Champion

The Champion



Through the cold, dark nights of many moons.
Through the days of the harsh, angry sun
he travels the lands where he is needed
to face the horrors from which others run.

He has faced demons,
slain monsters,
dragons and giants
bringing the innocent such pain, often death.
His mission, the champion to all in need of his aid
shall he provide until his very last breath.

Oh the princesses he has loved throughout all of his trials!
The damsels he has rescued as he has traveled these ways.
But alas, though so lonely his calling demands
he  must journey on despite his heart wishing to stay.

And so he ventures again through those cold, lonely nights.
And he sheds many tears while cussing the cruel, hot sun.
And he conquers the monster that is waiting ahead.
Just as one is vanquished by sword another has only begun.

The mighty hero!
The champion!
How he is an empty shell deep inside.
Lonely for love that he shall never know.
His calling never allowing him a chance to decide.


--msl2024
Written by michaelslove2 (Michael S. Love)
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