Crusader

The huge cold walls of the fortress
Shadowed the plain.
Inside it, hundreds of servants
Awaited for the master to be released
Hoping that he can return blessed.
In the highest tower, a soldier shouted:
There comes our master, holding legs, arms and blood.
There comes our lord, holding honour, bravery and odour.
Open the gates let him and his fine charger get in
And be prepared to take care of him
If needed.
The main entrance opened
at the steady gallop of the white steed.
The man was lying almost dead at the back of the horse.
Everyone ran to help that porcelain doll sleeping on that animal.
A sword was on his stomach,
a river of blood still flowed through his veins.
The lord opened his eyes and said
“Saladin is about to erase this castle
including your soul and faith”.