DISCLAIMER: Everything and anything Lord of the Rings related belongs to the biggest genius that ever lived, J.R.R Tolkien. Not me. (But you can't sue me for dreaming can you?) Perhaps one day I'll come up with a masterpiece of my own but for now, you'll have to make do with this :)

SUMMARY: Gandalf's thoughts in Moria.

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We face the mines of Moria

A place of darkness and doom

A place which once was glorious

But now knows only gloom

Passing through abandoned halls

Makes me rather scared

Though I do not dare show fear

We are very unprepared

This place has been corrupted

By the power of Mordor

Evil creatures lie in wait

But how many, I cannot be sure

I look into everyone's faces

And I know I must be strong

I must make the right decisions

As I cannot risk being wrong

And now we come to three passageways

Of which I have no memory

No-one else knows what to do

For everyone relies on me

They all look up to me

What should I do? Where should we go?

They think I know all the answers

But some things, I do not know

Yet if I don't know the answers

Then what exactly do we do?

If I don't know the answers

Who do I look up to?

What would happen to this Fellowship

If I should come to fall?

Who then would be the leader?

Would there be any hope at all?

Walking deeper into darkness

I feel a sense of dread

I have a feeling something foul

Is lurking up ahead

Orcs have come and orcs have gone

And glancing at my friends

I see they think that we are safe

Yet I feel this may be the end

For out of the Shadows, a Balrog appears

And I realise my time has come

Swords and arrows have no more use

So I urge the others to run

And as I face this demon

I cannot see much hope for this Quest

But I know I must defeat the Balrog

If everything is to turn out for the best

I hear the screams, I hear the yells

But there's nothing I can do

I do not know what advice to give

Except to "fly, you fools"

AUTHOR'S NOTES: This is what boring Chemistry lessons make you do. Start writing LotR poems. If only in every Chemistry lesson I could write poems ^_^ And then my teachers kept talking and talking in History and Geography so while they were waffling on, I was writing. And by the end of Geography I was finally finished. On another note, thankyou so much to everyone who's reviewed so far. I hope this poem is good too. But whether you love it or hate it, please review. Please?