The Secret to Defeat
The Secret to defeat, is simple,
I'm told,
Not amazing, myterious, dashing,
or bold.
Not a compelling spell of hurt
and hate,
Not a charm of luck, a chance
of fate.
Yet the secret is out,
and I might tell it
or should I...
sell it?
say it?
bend it in knots?
mix it all up and then say I forgot?
no....
wait.....
why should I tell?
it's my secret, after all,
not yours to abell!
but since the secret
is meant to be told,
in your heart,
a place it shall hold.
now listen carefully,
hold my hand tight,
the answer to this secret....
is undoubtfully right.
What you must do,
What you must say,
depends on your actions,
depends on your way.
but it doesn't....
require brains and strength
slashing of knives,
casting of spells,
killing of lives
but wait....
if the riddle I'm told is, well,
not to be told,
then what is it?
It's not by curse,
nor blade of a sword,
then how do you defeat...
The Great Dark Lord?
The answer, yes,
it lies in your heart.
You don't have to be brave.
You don't have to be smart.
Just like a prayer,
sent from a dove,
the answer of course,
is innocent love.