Legend Sword Poem by henry ochiagha

Legend sword (poet Henry Ochiagha)

Great swords are forge inside the furnace of fire by an experience blacksmith.
My sword of liberty is one of a kind. The sword of fire.
sword of life and death.
Treasure of the dead.
You have fought thousands of battle and prevail.
Whenever i look at you, i saw pants of blood gushing out from souls of the dead.
You have slain both the old and young.
Some said you're a curse to anyone that behold you but you are both judgment and vengence to them that seek it.
But sometimes i wonder if you're really cursed.
I thirst for blood anytime i behold you.
May be you have cast a spell on me.
Oh! Great sword when will i retire from killing.
Why am i lamenting, may be one more battle and it's over.
Captain odyssey get my horse ready we are going to war.