Lament for Boromir
Brave son of Gondor,
So proud and so tall,
The white city will weep,
When told of your fall.
You battled so bravely
to save them both there,
Courageous and strong
you were, fierce and fair.
They will sing of your deeds
in both City and Shire,
Of the orcs that you slew
as the battle raged higher,
Until pierced by too many
black arrows, you fell,
Protecting the Halflings
as stories will tell.
O, Brave son of Gondor
who's body now rests
to let others resume with
this hardest of quests.
Be at peace with yourself
And the choices you made
In the end you came through
Your true colours displayed.