A Poetic Moment


Inspired by La Chanson de Roland

——————————–James Au

O, Roland, pray tell, wherefore dost thou trow

Him with no blood ties, and although behold

What thy fate be like, thou vowest a vow

To Charles the greatness, to fray past and now

For glory in vain, for nameless honour,

Which bear none at length except cinders?

Thy name perchance leaves us a glance at thee

As a hero of nation, and we too read

The epic song that praised an overtone,

Since savage speaks loud; it’s hard to atone

For deaths of rear-guards and other brothers –

Thy Highness cares none, martyrs go nowhere!

If soul of thine still dwells, repent for birth –

A slave of King – and make this doleful dirge!


[First written on 22nd June, 2015 by James; painting: Saint George by Raphael (1483-1520)]


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