Fire brings death
And through ashes new life
Each time a new breath
Is born of this fire
They live on high
With radiant grace, fierce, strong
But destruction always nigh
On the Burning planet
Twin suns, twin hearts
They believed in their own strength
Two sons, torn apart
To bring them, their demise
Through time, through space, countless scars
An endless game, no right, no cause
Beware, because the way is far
Remember, forget, remember again
Lightning, ice, fire, rain
The man who wields them
Brings only pain
Lightning, ice, fire, rain
Drums, drums, drums, drums
Beat of four, insanities door
Can you here the Drums?
Look out the darkness is coming
Together, you stand apart
Forever, dying, crying
You will end where you start
On the Burning planet
So I hope you liked my poem on the Doctor and the Master. Tell me what you think in a review. Do you think I should write more, or would you just like me to stop? All opinions welcome.