Vikings

• Zebedee Lange, Grade 8
• Poetry
• 2014

Here-here”, we are warriors; the most feared of our kind,
When the enemy see us coming, they all start running
We will smite them where they stand
Because we are the strongest and meanest in the land

We are filled with the strong Viking spirit
The most gruesome you will ever face.
The greatest of all warriors strong and tall,
We dare you to face us one and all.

If you don’t come and except the challenge,
We are not scared of cutting off your soldiers heads.
You call yourself a king, we think not
You are scared of our lot.

The tides have turned now; we face are own kind,
Mostly for power, luxuries, land and wealth.
No way to deny are greatest challenge we now face,
Trying to conker beat and slay are own race.