Master

The scent of fear,
like danger stalks near.
A foe worth mentioning,
a life worth bargaining.
Darkness drawing from every corner,
drawn only to the one loner.
I speak only the words of the chosen,
his only soul is now frozen.

I describe the master through the eyes of the servant. I believe that a master should be feared and yet looked up upon by the servants. Unwavering authority and have kindness at the same time.
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The poet describes the master through the eyes of the servant but having a kind master. He, as the servant, is willing to give his life for his master. In a way, I agree with him, that a servant is loyal to the master.