The Witcher

he embarks on an adventure

with a surprise, the price of coin

monsters to defeat 

the day of reckoning 

with Roach by his side

and the bard playing the lute

witches call him:

invading his dreams

of destiny foretold

and although it may seem

that their are few, who love him

a message is written here

right below his name

The Witcher

Grand Design

when I think of the grand design 

we have made on Earth like a map

creating our world

through different civilisations

similar shapes arise across the globe

throughout history as mankind progresses 

these shapes change

to the glass and concrete

the skyline of a city

mark our place in time

building the likes of which

can be seen from space

Raised by Wolves

take shelter from the gathering storm

we wait for it to pass

but we know in our hearts

fear prevails

as our surroundings darken

a path is found within

to lead us away to safety

what remains 

cannot be unbroken

like a child

fragile to begin with

then as strength returns

so shall we find in ourselves

the depth of courage

against disparity 

and awaken a truth

a burden of which we carry