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This is a poem I wrote a few years ago. Enjoy.

A Viking’s Prayer

I’m standing on the ship
Looking out towards the sea,
Glancing at the water
That soon will carry me.
Beating of distant drums
Coming from the battlefield,
A thousand Viking warriors
With weapons they won’t yield.
I hear Valhalla’s call
Coming yonder from the sky,
My time will soon be up
I know then that I must die.
I call upon mighty Thor
To be always at my side,
So that I may fight bravely
After each oncoming tide.
Let blood be on my sword
Let sweat fall from my brow,
As I go on the battlefield
And strike my foes down.
If I should be last to fall
Let me die a death with pride
Then my children will proudly know
A hero is how I died.

(c)Copyright of Aidan Lucid 2/5/2007