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Summary: a poem about my interpretation of how Denethor felt when he learned of Aragorn's claim to the throne of Gondor

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Destiny?! Ha I laugh at this destiny thing!
Is it Gondor's destiny to fight and fall?
Is it Gondor's destiny to re-crown the king?
Is Gondor destiny decreed at all?

What hope lies in this king?
What hope lies in this man?
What hope does he bring?
What hope is in his hand?

He knows not what waits for him!
He knows not what lies here!
I shall not give it to him!
He does not know this fear!

In Gondor I have ruled,
In me the people trust,
By him they would be fooled,
Would he be fair and just?

In my lands I have reigned,
In my land I am law,
If I go they will be pained!
If I leave they will fall!

What hope lies in this man?
What hope lie in the ranger?
What hope is in his hand?
What hope lies in this Stranger?

If I go Gondor will fall!
If I go everything will be lost!
If I leave who will answer the call?
If I leave they will pay the cost!

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