A Poem for Denethor


Lord Denethor Steward of Gondor
Brooding with emotions that do not reach the shore
For Boromir all and Faramir none
Its takes his death to see the light of his forgotten son
He refused the light of the beacons
Seeing his son's existence as a treason
The visions bestowed by the palintir
Would still not lend his mind to fear
He knowingly sent his son and men on a mission of suicide
It is here that it is seen his madness he cannot hide
How can one be filled with so much hatred
The love for his son allowed to spring too belated
His soul corrupted and mind almost gone
For the flames and the fall to consume it does not take long
Thus Denethor Steward of Gondor has passed
Is he really at peace at last?

- TexasHobbit