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…
