As I read this I thought of one of my favorite characters and the way I’ve played him over many years. The words of a Master Bard to a student of the art can be honest and painful at the same time, no matter how heart felt the advice is.
This is the second “part” of three in the story. I hope you enjoy and remember it’s wisdom…
So You Wish to Be A Bard…
by: Rathflaed DuNoir
The Black Bard of Meridies, MSoB
mka Stephen R Melvin
- So you wish to be a Bard young one,
- or perhaps not quite so young,
- For you have traveled the tales you’ve told
- and lived the songs you’ve sung,
- You have the power to bring forth tears
- with a tale of morning dew,
- Or charm the smile from a lovely maid
- with naught but a word or two,
- Your harp calls forth the green to trees
- that wake from winter’s blight,
- And your voice calls men with knocking knees
- to rise, go forth and fight,
- You take the journeyman’s mark today
- and filidh are you named,
- You’ve earned the right to sing for bread
- and the privilege is yours to claim,
- A cup from the highest table
- for the story or song you tell,
- Or the right to a hold’s protection
- from men who are foul or fell,
- And you think, with all this “power” you hold,
- that you’re ready to be on your own?
- Well, I’ll tell you now that of all you’ll need,
- only the least have you shown!
- For it’s not the power to break a king
- that will make you the greatest Bard,
- Instead it’s the power to stay your tongue,
- when you know the way will be hard.
- And it’s not the power to write a tale
- that will make a small man great,
- Instead it’s the will to speak the truth
- that might turn his love to hate.
- And it’s not the power to call the winds
- and shatter a castle gate,
- It’s the power to soothe a frightened child
- with your song, that will make you great.
- Any fool can raise a mob
- and send them forth to fight,
- Can you sing the song that calls them back
- to rebuild in the morning’s light?
- But I grow old as all men do,
- and perhaps I prattle on,
- Yet remember well, what I have taught
- when on the road you’ve gone,
- Remember it is your place to teach,
- not “play” as others do,
- It is not enough to speak no lies,
- you must also speak what is true. Copyright BlackBird Recording, all rights reserved. Posted by Permission. For more information please see: www.chivalry.com/blackbard/