The light is glowing
On the door
Through the gate
To Moria’s cave
The dead are scattered
A torch is burning
In the hall
Of Moria’s cave
The light is fading
The tunnel deeper
Winding down
To Moria’s cave
The ground shakes
Drums, drums in the deep
By Balin’s tomb
In Moria’s cave
It is coming
None shall escape
The light in the dark
In Moria’s cave
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The dead marhes through the eyes of a child who witnessed it. Though it may be your initial reponse, please keep in mind that it is not based off any real characture from Lord of the Rings. I made this one all up. Please comment.
Some people asked me to expand this poem. I didn’t want it to sound too forced, but I finally did it.
A farewell to a gentle friend.
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