Author's Note: This poem was written about 5 years ago. I love Snape very much. I wasn't going to post this, because I do not think it's very good; however, due to recent events in HP & the Half-Blood Prince...I feel compelled to stand by my man. I own nothing Harry Potter related.
He walks in darkness
He dresses in black
And he's the one
Who turned his back
On the ones
Who tried to hurt
All the innocent people
Thrown in the dirt
He was one
He was apart
Of those who hurt
And tried to start
The darkest era
The world has seen
The Dark Lord ruled
He believed he was king
But the Furious One stood up
Brave and tall
He stood to fight
To rid the world of them all
He deceived them
His motives clean
He had to act
As though he was mean
It is a habit
He has yet to break
He acted so well
Even though it was fake
Along side his mentor and friend
The Furious One fought
To rid the world of darkness
The darkness he helped bring in
For he was one of them
His oath burned into his arm
It still burns
And goes off like an alarm
When there is danger
A threat from the Dark Lord
The Furious One is ready
To jump on board
The traitor's path
The path he must follow
The path that wore him out
And made him hollow
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