These
six were family, ka-tet if you will
Not
blood-related but family still
And
such a strong bond could never be lost
They
would each do their part no matter the cost
Ka
had so bound them, as the Beams bind the Tower
For
alone, none of them would have had enough power
To
fulfill their journey, to see the quest done
Without
each other the battle ne'er would be won
The
Boy called him Father, the Prisoner too
This
man who was Captor and mentor, say true
And
the Lady, the Bumbler, the Artist as well
Of
that there's no question, 'tis simple to tell
To
have such a family, few are so blessed
For
though this family was not nearly the best
By
the Bear and the Turtle, this family was true
True,
aye, so true, so I tell unto you
I
would tell you this, too, if an ear you would lend
That
though this ka-tet fell apart at the end
They
all six stayed true and brought out ka's will
And
at the end of the path destiny was fulfilled
These
six were ka-tet, those bound by fate
And
unto each other each one could relate
No
one could e'er break a bond so strong
Say
true, there is none who could silence their song
Sorry for how long it took me to get these three up. I'm exceedingly forgetful, it seems. Anyway, here we have it; the end. Hmmm...7 books, 7 poems. Ironic? I don't think so.
It must be ka.
And by the way, the title of this series of poems, "Markers on the Gameboard," came from a quote from Eddie in The Waste Lands.