The Cost of Vengeance
By: Lawrence W Langman (c)

Surrender the heart
forsake for seek.
This mortal life
isn't for the weak.

Only the strongest
wills once survived.
Sins of one's father
has since revived.

Refusing to kneel
to vow and protect.
A matter of pride
his honor neglect.

The glory beheld of
bravery foretold.
The meek shall inherit
ghost stories told.

Blood sweat and tears
are badges now worn.
The loss of a child from
her arms he was torn.

He rose through ranks
defiles and deeds.
Planting his thoughts
ideology seeds.

Songs will echo through
Valhalla's halls.
The mead overflows
scuffles then brawls.

This house of valor
never gave heed.
His only regret was he
would never be freed.

So surrender one soul
for the cost of all others.
Tiss the repayment Oh Lord
for the crimes of all mothers.