The Siege

From the high walls of the fort
I look down upon the plains

In the morning sun gleam
Swords Shields and armour

Of a hundred thousand men
Who have laid siege to my city

They raise their scimitars and cry
Their terrible battle cry

I can see below the swift horse archers
And the fleet footed Mameluke

Hundreds of cannons ready to Bombard
Fire and stone ready to strike at the drop of a hat!

Inspired their men cry in unison
Standing ready making a terrible din

In midst of all this cacophony
I stand trying to keep calm

For at stake is our honor
I must show them my valor

I arm myself ready to strike
keeping the long bows at the towers

The trebuchets are ready
to strike them with fire and stone

The militia and the knights lie in wait
To strike at their army when it is in disarray

I  know we fight against overwhelming odds
But fight we must for that's why we are born!

I raise my sword in the air in the name of god
And cry his name to strike fear in their hearts

For the safety of my city, I shall decimate their armies
After my assault they will never again come to war!