Sauron's Lament
I
wandered in the desert
Feeding on the flowers
the trees the
fish
of a deserted world
burnt to a crisp.
With your gift
I
found life in the south
brown and withered
and in need of
water
but substituted sand.
Nurturing,
I came to their
kind
used what you taught me
and left them to die.
It was
the kindest thing
for under your power
the hunger is not
fed
nor thirst quenched
but out in the desert
sand heals
all.
I came back to the forest;
I say my lesson learned
and
I found the fair ones
you wanted for so long.
I heard you were
gone
and cursed these fair things
that tempted you to your
doom.
When I went among them
and dressed in their robes
I
would not betray them
as you did
but make them betray
themselves.
The gifts I had practiced
to win you back
win me
back
I won them with
in spite of your name.
They will
support me,
unlike you,
so obsessed with power
to spurn
those with less ideas than others.
I trust my servants
corroded
to black.
And I will become more terrible
than you ever were.
I
do not destroy beauty,
I turn it black.