Life Of A Bard
A life of a bard is not as easy as it seems,
rhyming around and singing for teams,
we bards are men who have to follow an authority,
we are subjected by them we are minority,
all bards face trouble that they are to endure,
life of adventure and freedom is not assured,
we sing like fools rhyme and come up with a cure,
for the patients who similarly like us got lured,
them with a host who gave them the disease,
us with an authority who is not to be taken with ease,
they will whip us to shape or at least until we raid them with pleas,in the end some might actually survive,to have success in this world to remain alive,I end this poem-this song-this sentence,my life has a lot in store for me-for me and my redundance.
Everyone in this list...I shall miss with all my heart.
CarrionMan,Erix,Whispersoul,Miss Redhead,APE,narutodesu,SpellRuler,wickedali, PPGD Fan, Kyle,~Gaara's Little Angel~,TheCoosinator,DarkDragon_DEK, The.Time.Lord., Hiryu.