The Knight's Call

The knight’s call,
is that of pain,
suffering and
undeniable anger.

They were sent away
with honour intact
Positive weeping, from the mothers.
Proud smiles, from their fathers.
Then they were dispatched.

Murder, massacre,
butchering of innocent boys.
Lynching and bloodshed.
The demons let rip,
on the unsuspecting knights.

“Move squire!” He shouted.
But there was no movement.
Only a trail of innards, and
the blood that leaked into
the cracks of the earth.

If you listen closely,
in the fields of
the damned.
You can hear them
wailing and screaming.

The fields where
they lay,
are filled with:
blood, mucus and
a suspicious oozing puss.

This is the Knight’s call.
A brutal event at best.
Your sons are dead,
Your brothers,
Your sisters.
You are alone,
with nothing but a memory.