The Choice: a Poem about the Battle of Hogwarts

Is he dead? Is he alive?
A question asked aloud, another whispered
A truthful answer and a lie
A curse that can’t quite take hold of its victim
Then they celebrate what they believe to be
Their victory

The boy who lived, the boy who died
No one knows the truth of his sacrifice
But his heart beats on as he lies
In the arms of the man who brought him home as a child

What will you do now that all hope is gone?
Will you give up the fight you’ve fought for so long?
Or will you stand where Harry stood
And fight for what is right and good
Will you stand strong?

He was the chosen one, but we all have a choice
Do we choose what is easy and give up the fight
Or stand up and do what is right?

A hero never truly dies
Even if his heartbeat fades
Death cannot erase
The things he fought for in his time

So stand and fight, defend the school
Defend all that it stands for
The boy who lived is by our side
And what he died for cannot die

He throws off his cloak and shows himself
And his heart beats on and on
He shouts his spell and waves his wand
And so the war is won
He is the chosen one

But it was those who stood strong
And chose right over easy or wrong
And lent their skills, their hearts, their voice
Who set the stage and paved the way
For the boy who lived to save the day
He is the chosen one
But we all have a choice

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