All That is Gold

At dusk sat the great Aragorn

Sword sheathed, and countenance forlorn

But at dawn the sun shone bright over the iron hill

As did he, with fiery will

To fight for the freedom of Gondor

We marched forth on to war

The harbingers of death flew above us all

But determined, we waited for the clarions call.

There would be no need for sacrifice and bravery

Were we to submit to the Sauron’s slavery

Yet we unite under our glorious King

To thwart the power of the Ring

For Isildurs folly can never be forgot

Good cannot exist merely in thought

The adage that paves the hero’s road

Death before dishonour is a worthy code

As the kings and wizards bloodied the lands

We knew our fates were not in our hands

But writing off martyrs amidst the tears

We knew we were conquering our worst fears

Because perhaps when there is an end to this story

And the King is restored to his glory

What we must know in our heart

Is that we mattered, that we played our part

We may be forgotten amongst the hobbits and the elves

But we won’t be forgotten by ourselves

When the tale is told, we won’t be bitter

For we know, all that is gold does not glitter