Ignominy and Foe

What is that ignominy?

A sword built for the sake of him

Miscreants and villains shed a carnage

By his sword used with bare hands!

The ignominy, my friend!

Man never been mistaken and never been infamy

Man's only Sword twists into his flesh

Forgetting what held it strong for decades

Dishonor is the ignominy

Friend yields a foe from far behind

Words of disgrace break into the rushing wind

Man hears the sound of the breaking wind

Then it breaks at his face

Foes made of friends!

Shall twist, turn, and take unwarned

Foes of friends!

Shall be swords stabbing the holder

Dare I say

The ignominy hits while he sheds