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Young Siegfried bathed in dragon blood
acquired immortality.
No weapon could have harmed him but
his foe was pure reality.
A leaf from ancient trees of oak
had fallen on his skin
and thus prevented that it soak
the dragon's blood within.
This spot remained throughout his life,
his weakness, although small.
A spear or long blade sharpened knife
could wound him, make him fall.
Though unaware of this defect
the outcome was the same
this happens if you don't detect
all aspects of life's game.
If you assume we are immortal
through birth or special trait
we may go through the final portal
proud victim of our fate.
Kriemhild had seen the balding spot
and spoke up with concern
yet Siegfried pointed to her butt
his voice was rather stern
he said 'the softness of your cheeks
will not withstand a prick
of tiny swords or buzzard beaks
or teasing by a stick.'
So they became without a doubt
immersed in close inspection
retaliating Siegfried found
that vulnerable section
that led to jubilant romance
forgotten was the war
they roamed the forest with their dance
and always wanted more.
So now you know where love will lead
it makes you deaf and blind
the arrow found the great Siegfried
while naked, from behind.
It penetrated where it could
and killed him then and there
the moral is he never should
have been there, prone and bare.
No dragon blood or other tac
will keep you safe and sound
what you must do is watch your back
at least until you've found
the ones who aim to do you in
their game is never fair
they might be strangers, next of kin
but they are always there.
Young Siegfried ended making love
and Kriemhild also died
it was ordained so from above
so let this be your guide
To be immune from destiny
it would be rather odd
to propagate the best in me
I'd have to be a god.
Herbert Nehrlich
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Mahnaz Zardoust-Ahari (9/10/2005 11:59:00 PM)
Good moral....makes you think....... |
Mister Insignificant (2/20/2005 7:04:00 PM)
Yes this is good herbert, is the moral of the story watch your back
i personly would have had the wench on top, , therefore protecting my back
i enjoyed this poem and it was a poem, not a short story
i myself have only got to this poem, i was having my bit of fun for the day
keeping everone awake with my barking, and my little dog tricks
counting my number ones
Warm regards herbert
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