New World

November 30, 2011
By BettingImNot GOLD, Toronto, Other
BettingImNot GOLD, Toronto, Other
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Favorite Quote:
"It's a paper town, look at all those culs-de-sac, those streets that turn in on themselves, all the houses that were built to fall apart. All those paper people living in their paper houses, burning the future to stay warm. All the paper kids drinking beer some bum bought for them at the paper convenience store. Everyone demented with the mania of owning things. All the things paper-thin and paper-frail. And all the people, too. I've lived here for eighteen years and I have never once in my life come across anyone who cares about anything that matters.” -John Green

Today I flew around the world
On the back of a fire breathing dragon
That talked in old elvish
That had long since passed from the land of the living
I fought off gnomes and trolls
With a wave of my wand
And the clash of my allies swords
I was chased from kingdoms with pitchforks and torches
And rewarded with gold medallions in others
I was captured by the enemy
Then left to die
Hog tied on the jungle floor
Where I was rescued by a man atop an unsteady mule
Instead of a healthy stead
Not dressed in shining suit of armor
But dressed in a travlers cloak
That could not hide that enchanting smirk
Or his honest eyes
I lost hope in the dark
And found it again when the sun met the sky
I found beauty amidst the charred land
Where a single flower has begun to grow
I found love in my mysterious rescuer
In friends that defended good against the bad
I found everything
With my feet planted firmly on the ground
And my nose between the pages
Of a world
That no one has set foot in
But thousands of people have learned and loved in

The author's comments:
This poem was inspired from all the fantasy books I have read over the years that has ever meant anything to me.

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