When darkness rules the unseen night and
Word of everlasting black is spread
A warrior emerges from the depth of heaven
To ignite the spark of joy
He comes armed with his golden blade
And rides on winds afar
He comes alone to liberate us
To free us from the dark
He soars through the army of death
To take his place on the throne
At last our champion sits on high
And light is spread throughout the land
A days work is surely done
Now the time has come
For our champion ascends
To rest among the stars.
June 21, 2015 at 8:04 pm
Some terrific imagery here: this definitely belongs to the category of poems about great heroes like Beowulf for example. It has a real sense that this man is a legend of some kind.
I feel as if it could come from almost any era. Some punctuation at the parts which demand it would help us follow your meaning, for example:
“And rides on winds afar
He comes alone to liberate us”
Needs a new sentence after “afar” as it is a new idea with a new purpose.