Disclaimer: I don't own HP.
A/N: Had to write a poem for class; naturally the first topic that popped to my mind was the scene I had written the night before. Decided I might as well post it here. Enjoy.
ten years ago
he thought differently
he grew up with
definite ideals
ten years ago
he hit a wall
"noble" ideas which
he had always scorned
stopped him cold
he had two choices
he could crawl away
and next time walk around it
or he could look again
stand up
dust himself off
somehow make it to the top
and come to understand
ten years ago
he made a choice
he chose a second glance
it wasn't easy
his family didn't approve
the world didn't understand
how he could be changing
it took time
and work
many rows
between him and his new friends
one day he saw it clearly
prejudice working both ways
he realized he didn't
want to be either
oppressor or victim
ten years ago
he was halfway up the wall
when he met his family again
they tried to get him down
but he refused
he wanted both
old family and new beliefs
so they cast him out
could not accept
that he could be with them
but not against the others
on the train
he looked out the window
saw mountains and fields and trees
some of which were dying
he couldn't save them
but he could save himself
with a little help
on top of the wall
he can see both sides now
he never would've gotten there
if he hadn't hit it
in a long-ago
ten years ago
moment
or moments
of grace