To be immortal, eternal
To last throughout the ages
To stand above all others
Written of by the Sages

To battle through adversity
Overcome all of the odds
Lay low all of your enemies
Ascend to the realm of Gods

Hear the melody of your tale
Pour from the mouths of Bards
Your cunning and your trickery
Your proclivity for dice and cards

Your saving of maiden
Your taking of the same
Your duplicitous nature
The building of your name


So many disguises, outfits, faces
A new person for every event
so many skills to learn and master
All or your time is used now, spent

You have stretched far, a longish span
A passing storm heard in the distance
A raging power, destroyer of worlds
A torrent of change at your insistence

You step into the glow of life’s evening
Looking back on this long trip
A small smile brightens, tired eyes
As into past dreams you slowly slip

Eternal? Immortal?
throughout the ages?
Who cares of these things?
What matter the Sages?

Fully lived lives are the answer
Moments grasped firm, held tightly
As the end must come for us all
Go to your end Proudly, not lightly