One Knight's Passion

He stands tall and proud,
That brave knight in armor.
He takes the rain of arrows,
The barrage of sharpened rain drops
Piercing his body, creating
New rivers of red blood.
Normal logical thinkers of today
Will run to take cover.
But this one doesn't think rational.


He stands tall and proud,
The brave knight in armor.
He takes the powerful swings
Of swords, axes, and maces
With each swing bringing him
Closer and closer to death.
Those who fear death
Will dodge these fatal blows.
But this one doesn't fear death.


He stands tall and proud
That brave knight in armor.
He bears the constant fronts
Of the cold, numbing wind
As it sends its infantry and calvary
To bring the knight down.
People who wish to stay warm
Retreat to their hearths.
But this one doesn't seek warmth.


This brave knight in armor
Lives life with no concerns.
He faces pain and death
Without fear
Without worry.
People consider his bravery as foolishness.
He is taken as an imbecile with a mind
Half the normal size.
He is far from being an imbecile.
He has no desire to search for the non-existent
Luxuries of life.

He stands tall and proud
That brave knight in armor.
There is no dragon's fiery breath
No black knight's sword dealing death
No creature of the land or sea
Could keep him from possessing victory
There is no challenge he won't take
No quest too bold for him to make
No ties from which he wouldn't part
To win Luck lady's heart.

~~Extended ending~~

The glories and luxuries in life,
Found very rarely in his life,
Was soon considered as "far-fetched".
The knight fights on
Army after army
Without raising his sword.
He has risen his sword many a time,
Only to find that his strokes of death and murder
Were in vain.
He wasted so much of his talent and strength
So someone else has their needs met.
The pursuit of happiness was savagely beaten
Out of this foolish man's heart.
What is there to live for
Without the desire to be happy?