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Hurt

“Great men are forged in fire. It is the privilege of lesser men to light the flame.”

~*~

Dear Mr. Warrior

The war is over

An adventure

Of three men

Quite clever

In a quest for

Their home to

Be the saviour

You stood guard

To battle though

You can’t forget

You still forgive

With satisfying

Regenerations

And an ending

Of a marvellous

Peaceful painting.

.

Dear Mr. Ollivander

The battle is over

You’ve done well

To guide Mr. Potter

Curious young man

He was entranced

With good reason

With your wands

So finely created

For the final stand

Of evil reincarnated

And thus fell darkness

Saving the wizard world

From being defenceless.

.

Dear Mr. John Hurt, sire

You shall hurt no longer

This legacy you’ve left

Has never been stronger

With your entertainment

And your elegant talents

A prolific skill and roster

Films of sheer diversity

Your characters strange

In their own set stages

Faces finely well played

Performance for the ages

My dear Mr. Hurt, good sir

Your life has been a rose

It’s time to take the final call

Upstairs, may you peacefully repose.

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The Marauders’ Ode

The dead of the night in whispers “I solemnly swear that I’m up to no good”

Four friends quietly remark elatedly under the invisibility cloak’s hood

Thin ink lines appear in the parchment, and a complex map will unfold

A clever little foolproof trick that only they’ll be able to use and decode

Four friends on the wildest adventure, breaking rules and breaking ennui

Mad marauders making magical mischief and the messiest of melody

The untold heroes with the bravest hearts, silent legends in the academy

And they won’t cease with their fun, mischief-making, and camaraderie

Moony, Padfoot, Prongs, and Wormtail are out to take the world on a rampage

And afterwards, when lumos turns to nox, they return, and…mischief managed.

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After All This Time?

“It may have escaped your notice but life isn’t fair.”

~*~

Grossly misunderstood, you were

The children were utterly frightened

Of your sight they get very scared

Avoided you like to it their lives depend

A warm beating soul in the interior

Masked by a shell of cantankerous demeanour

Surely though, you had sound reason

To be who you are now and why

Like all good heroes and men

But would they even listen?

Damaged, is what you have been

But not all goods come back unharmed and clean

And despite the rotten arduous fight

You still managed to set our wands alight

Turning hearts 394, your legacy left is radical

Even when you’ve said your goodbyes and parted ways

Will our lives still be magical?

Always.

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