And I Thought of You

Hey there... This will be a very brief free verse poem on Faramir's feelings towards his father, Steward of Gondor, Denethor. I don't know...something just quite touched me when in the Extended Version of 'The Two Towers', Denethor rejects Faramir's request to go the Council of Elrond in place of his brother Boromir. Dedicated to all my lovely reviewers!!! Please read, enjoy, and leave a beneficial review before you leave!!

Meggin


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We are in the middle of battle

Here I am

The scorching sun blaring down on us

On the army

The thick, suffocating armor strapped upon me

My helmet fastened securely around my head

The hilt of my sword clutched tightly in my right hand

The edge of the blade sharpened and ready to kill

Here I am

Sitting atop my horse

He stomps his hooves into the dirt

And snorts impatiently

I steer him to the right

And lead him to the very front of the battle

To the very front line

The bloodiest line of brave warriors

If you stood in that line

Most likely you would be crushed in an instant

And I went there

And who was on my mind,

But my father Denethor.

Of all people,

The person I hated

The person I loathed

Lingered in my thoughts

Clouded my mind and pushed away all others

Father, I thought of you

As those filthy orcs pulled back the strings of their bows

And aimed on us to fire

I thought of how you loved Boromir more than you loved me

I thought of how you always pushed me away

Left me on the very bottom of your list

Your own son?

I thought of how you thought me useless

Not good enough to go in my brother's stead to the strange Council in Rivendell

I thought of how every day of my life

I strove with every inch of strength that was inside of me

To be perfect for you

So that you would appreciate me

And smile at the good things I would do

But every great thing I manage to accomplish

You wave it away like it is a speck of dust

Just one smile father,

Just one nod of the head,

One "Well Done,"

Would mean so much to me.

Just one moment

If you would just see Faramir's quality

The young captain of Gondor

For just one moment

Would mean the world to me.

The arrows fly

And my eyes blur with tears

As I realize that we probably won't ever get to see each other again

That I would for sure be crushed by the iron hand of our mighty foes

"Do you wish now that our places had been exchanged?" I asked you.

...that I had died and Boromir had lived?"

You nodded your head.

Did you know that when I walked out of there

I was crying?

My vision is clouded by my coming sadness

Sadness because

I probably won't get to tell you

That I love you

Even though you don't love me

That I think of you

Even if you don't think of me

That there is still room in my heart

For you, Father.

Even though you probably have none left

For your own son.

It is the climax of the battle

And I raise my sword high above my head

And scream a shout of courage

The sunlight glints off my polished blade

And all I remember is charging

Charging towards my enemies with every bit of strength left inside of me

Every inch of my soul

And there was only one thought on my mind, Father

As I charged towards my death, towards my doom:

"Now do you appreciate me, Father? Am I good enough for you?

Am I perfect?"


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