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From the Lands of the Norsemen
Poetic Form:
Shakespearean Sonnet
From the lands of the Norsemen comes freedom
Freedom comes from death on the battlefield
Then go to Valhalla, where Odin has wisdom
We died when a sword crashed onto shield
Don’t be sad ‘cause this is what we long for
This is how we must end our long voyage
To pay tribute to them we give a roar
The reason why, this is our heritage
Listen up, my son, and don’t be afraid now
Because for this is our own destiny
And you may ask how I may fully know
Because this is what’s in our ancestry
Just remember, trust in the gods, they're strong
Valhalla is where we all must belong.
© Jake Ortega 3/10/08
Image: "Magnes
(Mannus) tre söner". Carl Larsson (1853-1919), Swedish painter.
Source: Fredrik Sander's 1893 edition of the Poetic Edda, page 50. Public
domain.