No Power Over Us
Rings forged in the
furnaces
of Morgroth
Power congealed in a small
piece of gold
Sauron - the servant of evil
Seeks domination
of all the free races
The shadow is spreading
We need not fear
if we hold on to
the real power
in Middle Earth
The power of Bombadil, the power
of the Elves
the power of the descendants of
Numenor
Yes, and the halflings too have power
in their own fashion
The Red Eye promises much
But with the aid of
Gandalf the White
it can be defied
The hordes of darkness
rely on their Dark Master
He can see only greed and
lust for power
His cruel thoughts
cannot comprehend
the selfless heart
the noble gesture
We wait for peace
and freedom
Her in the heart
of Middle Earth
The Dark Lord will
not have dominion over the
free races
As long as temptaion is resisted
by the proud sons of man
By the people of twilight
By the sons of Durin
By the halflings
Living peaceful lives
In their home
The Shire
Copyright © Matthew Anish | Year Posted 2007
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