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I was homestoned in Kasra
By the rolling Thassa foam
My father was an Ubar
On a war tarn far from home
In the noble arts of battle
I dreamed when I was small
In the dance of spears and the kiss of steel
I trained, and mastered all
A boy becomes a man at last
And plays a lover’s part
The brown eyed Kasra beauties
All tried to win my heart
But none of them could please me
And I came to realize
Instead of dark eyed girls I dreamed
Of a girl with emerald eyes
Now a Warrior’s life is blood and steel
In combat near and far
After twenty battles fought and won
I landed in Port Kar
A city thick with thieves who spy
To see who they might bind
They saw the scars upon my arms
And quietly changed their mind
Seldom mastered in combat
I walked with head held high
With sword on hip, I left my ship
And dared all men to try
For now ’twas time for pleasure
Spending money I had saved
For drink and meat, and slave girls sweet
Were what this Warrior craved
I headed for a tavern
That I knew across the street
’Twas famed across the city
For its dancers’ bodies sweet
And there I saw a slave girl
With smooth and silken thighs
With swaying hips and full red lips
And flashing emerald eyes
I watched the red-silk dancing
For the pleasure of the Free
She danced so well, but I could tell
She danced alone for me
I stared at her, enraptured
Not knowing what to do
And on that day no man could say
Quite who would collar who
I have always been a Warrior
And skilled in battle’s heat
A Master in defensive arts
Unaccustomed to defeat
Yet here a sweet kajira
Not trying very hard
With her silken thighs and emerald eyes
Slipped easily through my guard
I left Port Kar and sailed away
On Thassa’s rolling wave
But dreams and visions haunted me
Of a red-silk dancing slave
Where e’er I sailed on Thassa
It came as no surprise
Each night to find, inside my mind
That girl with her emerald eyes
At last I made my decision
I knew what I must do
I turned my ship and sailed in haste
To the tavern where I knew
That I would find the red-silk
And take her as my prize
If her price was steel, my sword they’d feel
When I claimed those emerald eyes
The tavern door was open
I grinned and strode inside
The red-silk girl was waiting
Desire I could not hide
I seized her by her shoulder
Aflame with passion’s burn
She smiled at me as if to say
She knew I would return
Now steel owns silk, and silk serves steel
That is the way of Gor
She sailed away with me to wear
My collar evermore
And the moral of this story
As it applies to you
Is seek your prize of emerald eyes
And make your dreams come true
© Copyright 1999, Makaku Oyami
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