A Knights Plead Poem by JA. River

My older Brother The King
laid down his life for me.
I do not deserve the honor
His greatest act of love befell.

My Lord, my King I beg of thee;
On bended knee your knight pleads.
Is there a earthly love for me?
Does a maiden pray of me?
or is thy love so jealous?

Beloved King forgive my insolence,
your decrees live in my heart
far from pestilence. If this request thou
wilt grant, surely my soul could fly home.
Guide mine maiden to your throne; my stronghold.

Time will pass as so must I.
If my maiden's love your jealousy would hide,
grant she waits for me by your side when the battle is done.
No greater love then a knight for his King; mountain scaling,
brave lives maiming, but a maiden's love doth make him sing.