So yeah.. This is my attempt at writing a Harry Potter poem.. Why not?
Warning: I have been told to warn everybody about spoilers. If you haven't finished the books, don't know the whole story, and don't want to be spoiled, DON'T READ THIS. Warning over.
A Tale of Four Boys
There were once four boys,
None the same as the others,
Who soon became friends,
For what they thought was forever.
But Life disagreed,
And would not be so kind.
She picked them off, one by one,
Until none were left behind.
The First one led a happy life,
With good friends and family.
He married his only love,
And thought he'd remain happy.
The Second had a harder childhood.
With a family as Black as the night,
He fought with all he was,
To remain in the Light.
The Third was unconfident,
In his own capability.
Yet his three friends showed him,
What one day he could be.
The Fourth was persecuted,
For what he could not control.
Though accepted by his friends,
He still doubted his own soul.
One after the others they fell,
To life's cruel scheming,
Until at the end,
Their past was left smoldering.
The First fell to betrayal,
Of one he'd thought a friend.
Dying at the Dark Lord's hand,
He was the first to meet his end.
The Second fell to arrogance,
Against one of his old family.
Made mad by Azkaban,
He never had a chance to be free.
The Third fell to hesitation,
Unable to complete his treachery.
He was killed by his own hand.
His last thought was 'Forgive me'.
The Fourth died for the future.
He was the last one to fall.
A husband and a father,
He did not wish to answer Death's call.
And so they each fell,
Until none of them remained.
A sad tale for sure,
A tale of betrayal, loss and pain.
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