NaPoWriMo Day 15

Today's poetry prompt is to challenge you to write your own dramatic monologue.  I must admit this one had me stumped for most of the day.  I just could not think of a good topic to write about where I felt I could be dramatic, something worthy of a Shakespearian soliloquy. After much pondering and mind wandering I came upon the idea of writing a soliloquy poem from the perspective of a D&D cleric.  I have played many clerics in various D&D campaigns so it's something I'm personally familiar with.   I tried to think of all the really tough battles that I had been through and used that as inspiration for today's poem.  I hope you enjoy!

Ode of the Cleric

My companions and I travel the land

Helping all those we can.

For we are heroes! 

Here to save the world!

But alas there is no peace for long

For my companions again run headlong

Into the fray. 

Headless of their own lives

Not because they believe in the cause for which they fight

But because they know I am near. 

For I, the cleric,

Will tend to their wounds and aches

And return them to this mortal relm

Should they perish

For I have been blessed by the gods

The gift of healing

My friends throw caution to the wind

Risk life and limb in defense of another

Knowing the gods, through me

Will be there in defense of them. 

For who else shall guard their souls

Mend their bodies

Restore their minds.

Only I, the cleric

Blessed child of the gods

Have power of life over death

In protection of the helpless,

The weak

The innocent

The world. 

Thanks for reading!

Attentea Danaxam