The Ballad Of Brigid The Bold

Oh, gather ye close, let the fire burn bright
And hear of a warrior who rose up to fight
Not for a king and not for a throne
But for her own name to be rightfully known

Sing loud, sing clear, let her story be told
Brigid the Bold, with a heart forged in gold
No chain could bind her, no voice could deny
The fire in her spirit, the steel in her eye

Born to a world where men led the fray
She trained in the shadows, she fought through the day
Laughed at, dismissed, cast to the side
Yet never she faltered, nor swallowed her pride

When battle horns sounded and swords met the sky
She rode forth in armor, her banner held high
They scoffed at her presence, but soon they would see
A warrior of legends, as fierce as could be

With blade in her hand and fury untamed
She carved out a path, her honor reclaimed
For daughters yet born, she shattered the mold
Their voices now echoed through stories retold

Now whisper her name on the winds as they wail
A legend immortal, a truth in the tale
For those who would doubt, take heed and beware
A warrior still rises when none say she dare.