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! :)