Here are my words ready and written
no mistakes to befall the smitten.
My code of honour and the lore for my life
I will not be beholden to strife.
My faith is my shield
I know I am right
my words are my bond, I cling to them tight.
Betrayal and disloyalty
are anathema to me,
how common place they are is abhorrent to see
how people can be liquid
and flow from one to the other,
I am steadfast
only seeking another.
Perhaps it is I
who is incongruous here,
I am just a man
not a great God or a seer.
Our paths merged when you picked me
I will not stand idle
in proving my mettle
now that you and I, have become we.