DAGGER

By Daniel Mapp

A dagger. One can simply say a killer that has no emotion, either for good nor evil. This a poem dedicated to that short blade and handle. Even when made for sharpen quills or wood it can be used as a killer. Enjoy.

Born in scarlet heat, yet cold you seem.

Portrayer of death at times you are shown.

Definition of betrayal in tales you are known.

Born in scarlet heat, yet cold you seem.

Your usage of being thrown one may read.

Your motion of sped thrust one can see.

Born in scarlet heat, yet cold you seem.

Julius went limp with your frozen kiss.

Pan fought well with your harden silveriness.

Born in scarlet heat, yet cold you seem.