Harry Potter Book 1 Poetic Narrative

The equal of darkness has been marked
As the Boy of the Living spark
An orphan from the age of one
Two fighters’ one and only son
A bearded wise man and a giant heart
And a catty teacher give a new start
A prophecy that told before
How he would even up the score
At eleven his magic grows
His guardians’ hatred clearly shows
Brought back to a world unknown
Magic is real, he’s truthfully shown
A new friend and foe on the first day
A burning in his head that won’t go away
Famous almost from his birth
A savior for the unknowing Earth
A nervous man, two-faced in truth
A harbor for the most uncouth
A beast with breath grossly hot
Keys on wings determined to not be caught
An ensnaring devil plant to bring death
Strategic soldiers with swords in sheath
A brutal sacrifice so he can pass
He faces with his true foe at last
A precious gem given to those who seek
Not to use, but only to keep
Destroying the harbor, the foe has run
Now he tries the hero to stun
To awake with answers he must know
The wise man gives on little to go
Leaving his home to return to Hell
His life now in a better spell

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