A Feudal love story

I was a serf and the hero

She the heroine, but the lord's daughter

Our lives got interwined

and oh love was the wine i yearned!

But i lived in times

when happiness was proportioned

by the colour of the skin

and the caste i was born in

So the story turned bleak

I was caught and tried ere the council

a hundred slashes and i was off

but i was brave or drunk with love

then and there i cried

"If i was laid in sunlight

and the whole world could see me

I'd still cry the same

and clutch to my heart's  dame"

I was killed with gun and stone

and words-more sharper there was none....

                                        for the girl who made me wish if i had the serf's spirit and much better fate...............