Cordor what will you do when winds blow bitter cold, When your children are dying in the streets? Do you turn blind eye? Will you walk on by? Past mothers of dead babies as they grieve and they weep. Oh Cordor, This is my song for you Oh tell me Cordor What are you gonna do?
Cordor what will you do if I tell you, you grind poor people into meat? If the truth be told, I see lots of gold, But I still see people dying cos they cant afford to eat Oh Cordor, you know what I sing is true. Oh please Cordor, Tell me what you're gonna do
Cordor make new plans to lend helping hands Or it will be your utter ruin and defeat I foresee a day when there's barricades, And the blood of the innocent will flow around your feet Oh Cordor Do what ever you can do Save yourself Cordor Dont let my words come true
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Posted: Sep 2021
About this poem:
Nerd time I play Fantasy RPG games In one D&D setting I play a Character that is a Bard He writes and sings about the social evils he see's in an attempt to make the powers that be open their eyes to the suffering of the common folk of the city So this song is really by by Allwyn Marcher When he first performed on the Streets of Cordor, it got him beaten thrown out of a city by the city guards.
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