Dark Tower
by Rontuu Whippert

The elf looked down from his tower
And scowled in bitter rage
For despite the lengths of his power
He was stuck like a word on a page.

Yet once he had been just a man
A man of little renown
And he'd had only one little plan
But it was then that his power had grown.

For he had been chosen in time
To carry the seed of destruction
And from Sheru came his powerful rhyme
That helped with his evil abduction.

For the elf had captured a child
A child of purity true
And invoking the arts of the wild
The sacrifice had started anew.

For Sheru had promised him power
The power to raise up the dead
And from his armies the people did cower
As the brave soon stained the ground red.

And thousands of peopled had died
For his reign had come to pass
And all of the women did cry
For their husbands were covered with grass.

Yet a single man stood tall
And prayed to the lord of the night
And it was then that he heard Ronan's call
And joined in this forsaken fight

So he started on a quest
A quest to save the lands
And through his master he'd been blessed
With magic in his hands.

So soon he found his goal
The tower of the evil seed
And the life of the dead he stole
Wielding a scythe from atop his steed.

And then he found the heart
The elf that's in his prime
And letting magic play its part
He bound the elf for all time.

So the elf looks down from his tower
And scowls in bitter rage
For despite the lengths of his power
He is stuck like a word on a page.

"The Thoughts of a Wanderer... (An Ode To His Mother)"
by Anonymous

What if I said, I loved a married woman, what would you think of me then?
And what if I said, that whenever I saw her, I was hurt again and again.
What if I said, that I wasn't sure, on my feelings for another one too.
And what if I said, the confusion from both, made crying the best thing to do.
What if I said, that through all of these years, you don't even know me.
And what if I said, that all of my pain, only myself did see.

What if I said, I tried talking once, but that I never did so again.
And what if I said, that all of my feelings, I've kept to myself since then.
What if I said, every day of my life, I feel lonely and alone.
And what if I said, that I think most of my friends, have used me down to the bone.
What if I said, I fear I'll live my life, with happiness out of the question.
And what if I said, all I want is to be loved, but know it is but a suggestion.

What if I said, that through all of these years, I feel I've only two friends.
And what if I said, that in order to talk to both, my father's wishes I suspend.
What if I said, that I wasn't sure, my father even loved me.
And what if I said, I know to myself, my heart he never will see.
What if I said, that I tell you this, because you don't understand...
And what if I said, that I tell you this, because you don't know who I am...