In the Favor of the Gods
by Michael Doyle

The gods favor those
Who do not wait
For the favor of the gods
And for those who have chose
To create their own fate
Regardless of the odds

I laid thinking so loudly
That I could not sleep
Waiting for the sun to arrive
The battle would come proudly
The blood, it would run deep
In the end, only a few would survive

Taking destiny in reins
The power flows in our hands
We will make the world our own
The glory rises in our veins
Across the forests of the lands
This ride will place a king on his throne

These are the paths come by honestly
Where at last, I know who I'm to be
We are who it is that we are
It is in our lives lived in true dignity
Hand to heart touched in our fidelity
And our truths are written on the stars

(c) November 23, 2022  Michael Doyle
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