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I walked along a lonely road to see what I could see.
I met a man of wrinkled grey. He sighed and said to me.
"Young lass, I tell you truly to be far away from here."
And then he tipped his hat to me and smiled ear to ear.

I looked at him curiously and pondered what he'd said.
I looked around for something before ducking down my head.
And as I did, a loud explosion fled throughout the land.
I fell beside the wrinkled grey man down into the sand.

He smirked at me and whiped a bit of sand out of my hair.
I looked at him in awe and he just chuckled and said, "There."
His old, decrepit finger then extended toward the sky.
I gazed up toward his finger and then sighed alloud, "Oh my, my."

Above us in a great oak tree now rested quite a beast.
A furious thing of black and red, the blood's flow never ceased.
It cried out like a hurricane and flew up toward the sky.
And as it disappeared, I looked back down with such a sigh.

The old man then stood up quite quickly, holding out a hand.
"This place is such a dangerous place, the worst in all the land."
I was about to ask him of the creature in the sky,
But when I turned to look at him, he waved to me "Goodbye".

In such a simple moment, my own eyes widened with fright.
The old man took a step from me and started up in flight.
The wings upon his back broke free, a tear upon his coat.
He smiled at me so tenderly and took off in a float.

Now, I was quite confused you see, until I heard a roar.
The strange old man was high above me in a speedy soar.
He struck the great beast with such great strength and both beasts tumbled down.
I stared in awe and stumbled back as they fell onto the ground.

The bloody beast now next to me did reach to kill me there,
But the wrinkled man, now winged and injured, flew into the air.
His blood spilled on the ground that day, his body pierced with stone.
And nothing came from my trembling mouth, the tears from my eyes shone.

The stranger, old, wrinkled and grey, had given all.
He'd taken flight and fought the fight, and then taken the fall.
He'd made an ultimate sacrifice that I might have been free.
He lay there dead as I then lived. He'd given all for me.