Ballad of Estoria

Short Story poem based on the series "Verses of Estoria"

Inside the heart of

These Great walls are

Spirits that cry to us,

Fortify the Walls of this City

Lest we lose our sacred-ground!

For I dreamed of a City

With no walls, vulnerable if found...

I dreamed again, again of a City,

With a treasure that's destined to be found.


Deaf rules this world,

Arrogance controls Kingdoms

When Elyonesus is forgotten

Until his child is born-

A child who will take pity

On the protection of this Mystic City,


Who is this child that

Will save a Lost City?


Will this child dream?

Will this child deem to restore

What the past has torn down?

Will his children be

A guiding light for those

Who will die now?

Can this child save a

Defense-less City whose

Walls have been knocked down?