I seem to move more freely without my armour
And see more clearly without my visor
And with no gauntlets that restricted my hold
I lay down my shield, for I am brave and bold
Throw down my sword, my Axe and spear
I need no more weapons to vanquish fear
My hair is now long, no longer shaved
I stand before you a man, not a prince afraid
No more killing, rescuing maidens or getting drunk on mead
For there are more important things in life a man does need
I loved my adventures and my quests, of which I have done
But I no longer feel in the shadows as my fathers son
I go into retirement without any regret
As I head of for one last time into the sunset
But fear not my friends, for there is another
For the Dark Prince has something, not even he knows. A twin brother!
The Dark Prince was brought up by his father in a safe haven
But that wasn't the same for his brother. Bright Raven
2008: Taken from my new collection of poems 'The Brightraven Chronicles'
