Loch
'O' Law
Deep
in thought,
I
saw how he fought.
This
loch of time,
Resembles
something mine.
Rippled
as skin,
Dark
as the sin.
Pitch
black to light,
I
know I'll fight.
For
as the king,
Ruled
o'er loch,
Land
and everything.
So
shall I command,
Those
who'll not understand.
Nothing
so real became,
His
right to rule, his reign.
Foreshadowing
all I do,
Buried
here beneath the dew.
'Pon
these banks 'neath heather,
He
still rule despite the weather.
Time
has held his hand,
And
law shall timeless stand.
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