Paul Vargis
TyBelieved orphaned at a young age…taken in by elderly loving folks
The PenDragon found him in his teens
His opposite twin survived also
Lancelot-Arthur renewed in Ionics and Bionic Knights
Battle joined
For this earth, country, province, city and community
For one soul
Tethered to earth
By another
A partner with hair of gold
Whose family’s power lust proved their destruction
A hero he was
Redeemer of villains
Survivor of cosmic wars
Class clashes
Villains of the week
And matinee monsters
With a laugh in his throat, a smile beneath his helm,
His best friend at his side, with bow drawn…
Great Crime Fighters
New generations tamed,
Legacies created.
Winning with one’s pure of heart…
Until John didn’t.
A death…one of many…but a quest struck…
That saw magic die or did it
As John chose to remain locked away so Camelot ended
His brother, James, knight of Ion
Redeems the faller of Camelot as the lost soul Lancelot
Giving his life
To save the world.
Both stand know upon the roof in ethereal form.
As Rick ponders,
Splitting dagger dragon pain in brain
Trembling side of left
Quiver and cracking voice
Salting beard and temples…
Anger outbursts that leave his twins bewildered…
His lightning rod now rules as mayor…and in her lightning eyes…is that pity he spies…
As he stands a top city hall.
The once proud hero,
At time’s end.
To make a choice
To join James in the Abyss
Or John in cosmos blessed.
Both call his name…
A rattling of the door knob.
A step closer to the ledge in his confused eye
Vision blurs…
Upwards John’s hand outstretches from beyond time and space
Down into the darkness, James’ hand reaches upwards to pull his brother down a final victory of unredemption.
When the door swings wide…and his lightning speaks…
All three call out
His name simply,
“Rick!”
And the hero steps
Into his final destiny….
A Monk's Musings 