Great Son

O’ Maponos,

I strum my lyre for you,

weaving words of wisdom,

into gentle song.

Your light shines upon my brow,

filling my heart with hope,

and you turn your flame against foes,

shielding me from the pain of others.

3 responses to “Great Son”

  1. Moment I saw the notification that you posted this with the title of Great Son, I knew it was gonna be a fantastic Maponos poem!!

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    1. I’m really glad you liked it! I felt it wasn’t my -best- poem, but I still like it.

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      1. I can relate to that, but yeah, it’s a great poem!

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