The Sleeping Hero's Poem by Christopher Tye

The Sleeping Hero's

All of our fallen hero's lay sleeping awaiting the call to duty one last time,
All across the world they sleep having fallen for king and country,
All of them hero's who sacrificed everything for freedom's battle,
All awaiting the call of Drake's drum to fight for freedom.

When freedom is oppressed King Arthur shall rise from his grave,
To led the world's sleeping hero's into battle for freedoms cause,
Spirits of the fallen will fight against evil once more,
To save mankind from itself and it's own greed and warfare.

A mighty army of the pure of heart to redeem humanity,
Spirits spreading freedom and virtue to a mankind that's lost it's way,
To free the world of the scourge of terrorism and hatred,
To restore mankind's humanity and equality across the world.

Imagine humanity saved and led to a new Eden,
Where King Arthur and the Knights of the Round Table,
Led an equal and democratic society for all,
A world where our differences created strength not discrimination.

As this world continues on a path of greed and destruction,
Led by governments and corporations controlled by greed,
Where religious and cultural misunderstandings feed terrorism,
We the common people so desperately need the help of sleeping hero's.

This world's oppressed need to be freed and given a new hope,
A shining path to guide us to the promised land of peace,
Somewhere to build bridges across great divides,
A new Eden where mankind's sinful nature can be redeemed.

The world breaking apart as us humans become divided,
Where hatred and greed have robbed us of our humanity,
As a people how could we have descended into this mess,
So let our sleeping hero's led us with wisdom and benevolence.

By Christopher Tye