Baltor
Bespelling allies to your side
Giving them power delightful
But what price they pay
They in truth are fools
M
Aristocratic in demeanor
Sauvé in mannerisms sophisticated
A tongue filled with sweet honey
Can none not bend to you upon knee?
M
Laughing at all of your enemies
Watching as they try in vain
To defeat your immense power
Power to do so seems nil
M
Treacherous to friend and foe
Venom for those who stand against
Vile and pain for those disloyal
None shall stand against you
M
Orchestrating plots so fiendishly
Bending probabilities to your will
None can thing ahead of you
The unexpected is never expected
M
Ruler to be of all we see
To be an undeniable victory
Unless someone defeats for eternity
And that is an impossibility
Author's note - This poem was published 6/15/08. Thanks goes to Authoress-in-training. Good luck to you when you get to writing yourself! :)