Well...I'm bored out of my mind answering the phone at my Dad's office
(summer jobs rock! Not!) and I decided I need to write SOMETHING to keep me
entertained. So...I'm going to write a Harry Potter poem (it's a weird
idea).

Disclaimer: Well, I don't own HP or any HP characters so here goes
nothing.........oh and I'm not a poet so this will probably stink and you can
tell me so in a review...

The Boy Who Lived

A boy, surrounded by friends, but alone he stands
Always alone, always carrying the weight
The world on his shoulders, all destiny in his hands
All lives in his choices, always dancing with fate

The scar on his head, where malice once stood
The markings of the past, with which he must cope
A mark of all evil, but a mark of all good
A reminder of his future, a symbol of hope

The key to the future and the key to the past
Risking it all, always fighting the war
Can't escape trouble, he's coming so fast
The one who kill many, and will kill once more

He's coming for the boy, for their final duel
The world will divide; it will split on their sides
One final chance to see what will rule
Good or evil? Only time will decide

Well that's it...I know, it's kind of sort and stuff. Well please review (I
can take harsh criticism) and tell me what you think.
PS: I hope I didn't confuse you in the 3rd verse, 3rd line. The "he's
coming so fast" refers to Voldermort, not Harry. Okay well that's it..........