Disclaimer: I, as I've said before, own nothing except my really whacked out head. I do own the poems though, and like the Gollum poem, I really like this one, so leave it be! Thanks and now enjoy the next installment of....
Lord of the Rings Poetry 101....
Boromir....
A valiant son, awaits his call
To the duty of the land
He seeks answers in the elven home
There he makes his final stand
His nation's plight its failing light
Amid a growing dark
It's only hope lies in a man
And the riders of the Mark
But unknown is this to the valiant son
Who sees no hope in sight
Lust for peace and happiness
Blurs to him what's wrong and right
So small a thing a single Ring
Holds all the hope it seems
But the ways of others stands in front
Of all his branching dreams
He sees no point in such a pain
For so much fear and doubt
He implores his fellow comrades
"To seek a different route"
But he finds what he was searching for
Forgiveness from his King
A peace of knowing his life was not
Consumed by that single Ring
And to know the white city will not fall
But sail on through the night
To know a renegade ranger
Heard his nations plight
With Elvish grace he falls away
The man was not a slave
We sing about in happier days
Of Boromir the Brave
3 melanie
A/N: Hope you liked that one! I was so happy because this came to me suddenly! I don't know how but sometimes I get these freaky spurts of creative energy! More should be coming very soon. Please review! And tell me who you think I should write about next! 3-melanie