My Awesome Ballad

The Ballad of Mount Badon

"Dark days are falling on Britain!"
Her people cried aloud.
The Saxon scourge spread o'er the land,
A darkly growing cloud.

The Saxons marched on Badon Hill,
And threatened the fortress there.
King Arthur swore to punish them,
And warned them to beware.

He gathered his host of noble men,
Brave knights so strong and true;
They readied horses, took up swords
And cheered as pennants flew.

The knights rode out with God's blessing
Their ladies waved farewell.
They trusted in Arthur their lord
To fight the Saxon rebel.

In the shadow of Mount Badon
The British army camped.
The horses caught their riders' moods,
And impatiently they stamped.

Arthur stood and gave a speech:
"The Saxons broke my peace,
And God shall surely aid our cause.
Their power will decrease.

Victorious we will be this day,
We have a greater troop.
The Saxons will before us fall
Upon them we will swoop."

He raised Excalibur up high;
The battle cries began.
The ranks of Saxons waited there
Across the valley's span.

The pagans were a fearsome sight
All clad in gilded mail;
The spears were glinting in the sun;
They thought they could not fail.

King Arthur and his bold knights charged,
Their noble horses reared.
The Dragon banner proudly waved.
The King's great host was feared.

The two great armies shortly met,
With a violent clash of swords.
Of all the knights who fought that day,
None were ever cowards.

The Britons won at Mount Badon,
In glory they were shod.
The tale of Arthur's victory
Will echo in our blood.

And though this happened long ago,
The legend still lives on;
Of knights who fought and won the day
For glory and Mount Badon.