Below is the poem entitled A Battle of Magic and Mutterings which was written by poet
Hagan. Please feel free to comment on this poem. However, please remember, PoetrySoup is a place of encouragement and growth.
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How could he!?
How could he betray me and the kingdom like this!?
How could everything he taught me be a lie!?
And so it has come to this.
I had hoped the rumors of treason were false,
But, alas, they were true.
Very well, I will stand in his way.
My duty is to protect this kingdom,
And that is what I will do.
He mutters a few words
And an attack flashes my way.
I mutter my own and repel it.
This could go on forever.
Even though I am younger by over a hundred years,
I am just as strong as he.
He always told me I was gifted,
Told me that I was blessed with untold power.
Well, now is the time to find out.
Even above our magic and mutterings I hear the battle outside.
I don’t have much time.
The longer he’s alive, the more the kingdom is destroyed.
There is only one way I know to destroy him.
But am I strong enough?
Am I strong enough to hold the spell?
I’m not afraid of death.
I’m only afraid of dying
If I don’t take him with me.
The time has come.
It is now or never.
God, help me succeed.
“Actus eritos inspiritus!”
As soon as the words leave my mouth,
I feel the power loosed.
I did not know I had so much.
Yellow flames burst from my hands.
He knows what I have done
And now tries to stop it.
Yet I am too powerful.
I have become what he has told me I was.
My potential is revealed.
The magic engulfs him
And he releases a scream.
The sound tears in to my soul.
I feel myself growing weak.
The yellow magic surrounding him has turned white,
And I can no longer see him.
All of a sudden,
My power is gone.
I can’t even stand.
I fall to my knees.
As blackness falls over me,
I see the light dissipate and die.
I do not know if I was successful.
I do not know when or if I will awake.
All I can do is hope.