Poem: Ode to the Highwaymen

Ode to the highwaymen,
Riding on their steel steeds.
The black clouds roll in,
A storm blowing strong.
With a grim grin,
And tilting their head,
They stare down the horizon.
The fires at their back,
And the kingsmen in front,
Lying in wait,
Down the mountain path.
The forest going silent,
Holding its breath,
For the showdown to come.

O highwaymen,
Take your natural due,
As you follow your wayward way.
The peace you desire,
Must be taken with determination,
Or paid with eternal sleep.
May you find your victory.

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