Battle of the Bard

Battle of the Bard
7-12-14

Come pick up your sword, your shield and your lance
And prepare to fight for yourself this day.
Take action, prepare, for now is your chance
To beat this foul monster in their own way.
And when he is beaten, we all will say...
...Praises, praises to the master of pen
And paper, Oh Yes, so Shall It Be Then.

All it takes is just but one single word
To get out, to get out, to live in me,
And then this word, being heard, being heard
For the first time, and all ears open wide
And the message of song whispers inside.
Call it a curse or call it what you must,
But it’s in my penned sword that you need trust.

Put trust in the ink that bleeds on the page,
As they put trust in ink that bleeds on theirs.
In this Bardic Battle I’ve come of age
In this Bard’s duel it’s said that I will fare
Better than those who will not their soul bare.
Only by putting your heart into verse
Can you win prizes and coins for your purse.