Poetry
by Troubadour
Warrior Scholars of this dying earth.
Custodians of the last true moral.
Defy the tyranny of the stupid.
Think, so others may be oblivious.
Learn, so others may neglect.
Guard, so others may sleep.
Under the blood red sun of this dying earth,
You warrior scholars who stand bulwark to the machinations of the ignorant and evil.
You paladins of the road,ย
You pool playing monks,ย
You poets, wastrels, cynics and musicians,
Stand firm upon the rampart.
In this the twilight of the world.
