The Mad Dog of the Lake

The lake produced a natural mirror for all to reflect on

This man could only stare past his beauty

The phrase "self reflection" had lost all meaning to him

Why could no one come to acceptance?

He was a hero of queens and the innocent

Why was he being blamed for a tragedy?

Mighty and sound, the great Knight of the Lake

Why did he feel that title no more?

The reflection of the damaged soul only insinuated anger

How different he looked from his usual refined self

"A mad dog that had no control."

That is what spoke on the other side.

"You are the casue of the tragedy!"

Is it not ironic that a reflection would blame its owner?

A mad dog that caused atrocities

Its teeth worn out from the constant duels it had to endure

to escape from Camelot with his queen in hand

Jealousy is a powerful need of humans

that seperates us from villainous heores and heroic villains

To what avail does he continue to believe against his reflection

Since all that had occured was a dose of temptation

The dogs teeth, bloodied with conquests

is sheathed away, knowing that he is the strongest

"I am to you as a tree is to its leaves."

The reflection took pity on its owner

as the knight dipped fingers into himself, becoming colder

He only felt darkness seep into his new manifestation

The black knight now a pure imperfection

"That sight is beautiful my loyal knight

Now go along displaying your might"

After all, what is a dog with no leash

as a man with no morals?

Grabbing his sword which felt similar to the stroke of my pen

"Do tell, mighty Knight of the Lake, is there an end to your woes?

Does the death of comardes by your teeth inspire you to continue?

Why must you continue this self destruction?"

There is no response from a figure who can only pity himself.

Instead, all that is left of this scarecrow

Is the anguish of a wilted black rose.