I don't own "WARCRAFT" or anything that has to do with it.  I just decided to write a poem, 'cause that's what I do!  BWAHAHAHAHAAA!!!!!!

BROKEN

You're broken,

Are you not?

Will you never come back,

To your home in the trees.

To ride your white Tiger,

To fight the undead?

You're broken,

There's no doubt in my mind.

That you'll never come home

To the shelter of the trees.

And your bones lay bloody

On the previously green ground.

And your bones lay beside

Those of your foes.

Whom you fought until the end.

'Of Course' You said.

When your order was given.

'By the 'Goddess''

You'd said.

You'll defeat these warriors.

These Green, stupid Goblins.

These Humans,

These Zombies.

You're broken,

'Till forever.

Or until

The next game

Starts…