Disclaimer: As well as the usual disclaimer, I must note that the form of the poem is modeled on "Old Friends," by Paul Simon and Art Garfunkel.

Istar – a Saruman & Glorfindel tune, sung by Treebeard


Istar,
Istar,
Locked up in Orthanc –
Your bell jar.
A suddenly roused group of Ents
Fell on your tower,
And now captive
Is what you are.

Istar,
Saruman, master
Of naught now.
Hiding in stony rooms,
Waiting for Mithrandir.
The sounds of the water,
Lapping your gates
Provokes your wrath,
But there's nothing
For you, Istar.

Can you imagine that
You could be saved,
If you could tolerate forgiveness?
Can you not let go
Of your craftiness?
Istar,
They will remember you for years
Pitying, rather than with fears.