This is a poem about Pe Ell from The Druid of Shannara. It wasn't
originally written about him so don't bite my head off in your reviews if
there are parts in this poem that don't sound like Pe Ell. If you haven't
read The Druid of Shannara PLEASE STOP RIGHT HERE!!! This poem does
contain some spoilers.
DISCLAIMER: I do NOT own Pe Ell or The Druid of Shannara and you know it!
GONE WITH THE HORIZON
As a young boy he wounded
As a man he killed
He was a thief known for slaughter
He could feel the power
He would go to the funerals of the ones who were lost
Of the ones he would kill
He was a rebel with a dagger
It was no accident
One day he battled with mighty fighters
And faced a horrible death
DISCLAIMER: I do NOT own Pe Ell or The Druid of Shannara and you know it!
GONE WITH THE HORIZON
As a young boy he wounded
As a man he killed
He was a thief known for slaughter
He could feel the power
He would go to the funerals of the ones who were lost
Of the ones he would kill
He was a rebel with a dagger
It was no accident
One day he battled with mighty fighters
And faced a horrible death