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: Boromir reflections before, during and at the end of the Fellowship.

REFLECTIONS

I grew up in a glorious city

Full of legends and stories and lore

Yet now all this glory is threatened

As we are faced with the prospect of war

My father is a man of great splendour

Who people know as the lord Denethor

He instilled in me many morals and values

So that one day I can also rule Gondor

But in the meantime I must honour my father

I must defend Gondor with all my might

I cannot risk losing this city

So the only thing to do is to fight

The strength of Mordor keeps increasing

The enemy advances further each day

And in the midst of all the battle and fighting

I must leave Gondor and go away

I am going to the Council of Elrond

To be held in the Elven City of Rivendell

Elves, Dwarves, Wizards, Men and Hobbits will be there

But what will happen there, I cannot tell

Now I discover why I have been summoned here

To destroy the legendary One Ring

But I think that it is a gift

Who knows what good fortune it could bring?

We could use it against the foes of Gondor

We could finally destroy the Dark Lord

Glory could once again come to Gondor

And we wouldn't have to use shield or sword

They have decided the Ring must be destroyed

And I have promised to go to Mordor

Though I think they are doing the wrong thing

I must do what I must for Gondor

So we journey through lands of darkness

And a strange feeling comes over me

A voice urges me to take the One Ring

And lead my City to victory

Misfortune befell us in Moria

And I know that I must remain strong

But the voice is still whispering in my ear

Though I know what it's saying is wrong

It overpowers me, I try to attack Frodo

Though I fail, I know I have betrayed the Quest

So I try to redeem myself by fighting

Until I feel three shots pierce my chest

And now as I lay gasping for breath

And Aragorn comes into sight

I know that my life is now ended

And that there can only be night

I am sorry for all I have done wrong

I meant no ill but I've still caused great shame

I only hope that I can be forgiven

And that I won't forever be blamed

AUTHOR'S NOTES: These aren't as hard to write as I thought they'd be. This one I started writing in History and continued throughout my other subjects because school is just so boring (especially Chemistry!) Although I have to admit I did get a few bouts of writer's block. Anyway, thanks for reading and please review. No-one reviewed Gandalf's reflections. I think he'd be offended ;) If there's any particular reflection you'd like to see, tell me in your review. Otherwise, toodles :)