Author: Calenlass Greenleaf
Disclaimer:The Silmarillion is the work of J. R. R. Tolkien.
Spoilers: Spoilers for "The Akallabêth" in the Silmarillion.
Summary: Prose poem on some of Elros' thoughts of what he foresees in the future. No adult themes.
Long years have passed,
Yet the light in my eyes has not yet dimmed.
I see far ahead in the future of my people,
And I can see that their future will not be easy.
I see in them jealousy,
I see them fight amongst themselves,
And even with the Firstborn.
Lust is in their eyes,
They pine for what they cannot have—
I see them become great among men,
Leaders and powerful kings.
But this honor but not earned by honest means,
But from scheming.
What grieves me most is that I see the Enemy,
The Enemy among them.
Spreading his filthy lies,
Sowing his sees of contention,
Causing fear among them—
Just like his master.
But I do not despair,
For I see a few faithful,
Those that hold true to the ancient laws.
I know they will become greater,
Far greater then those who have sought after power.
They will be honorable and brave,
Fearless and courageous.
And though they are few,
Scattered and oppressed,
Persecuted to no end,
They will endure at whatever cost,
Whatever the consequences.
Nimruzîrim, stay true.
Remember your forefathers.
Abâr, Nimruzîrim, abâr.
Nimruzîrim – Elf friends. It is the Adûnaic version of "the Elendili."
Abâr – Endurance
These were the few words I mange to find. Information on Adûnaic is scant indeed.