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No fame for me

For it is hers by right

This tale of HP

The Dark Lord and the Child of Light

His name reeks of evil

And we do not speak it

He brings pain and death

And so we must fear it

He cruelly rips away

Our brothers in this fight

He takes away their lives

With a single green light

Above his evil doings

He leaves his fearsome mark

It burns like emerald fire

A beacon through the dark

Yet there is no good and evil

According to this snake

There is only power

And those to weak to take

He claims his task is just

And he does it without heed

To purge the world of filth

Has become his lifelong deed

With evil and darkness he fights

Against the force of good

He uses all his power

And they did all they could

Yet none could stop him

None can equal his power

Until that night, until that boy

Until that fateful hour

Upon a whispered rumour

Of prophecy and fate

He tore up the family Potter

His mind warped by hate

However, something happened

Something beyond belief

When he turned his wrath to child

He did not see what lay beneath

He poured all his malice,

Into that one single spell

To kill an innocent child

Who threatened his new hell

But the child did not die

His skin was only scarred

Yet His power was taken

His evil body, became marred

With barely a scrap of life

The snake fled into the night

Leaving behind his marked equal

The young bringer of light

And so on that dark night

In the place of Godric's Hollow

A glorious saviour did come

For those of light to follow

With a lightning marked head

And the love of his mother

The boy became a hero

He became like no other

And though he was just a boy

A mere child of one

He became the Boy-Who-Lived

And the Dark Lord was undone…