His whole being was burning

With self-blame, anger, and guilt never-ending

All it took was a moment

For Sirius to fall

Into the veil

With his face frozen and pale

 

It was that damned prophecy

That took his parents and Padfoot away

Leaving him behind as a forlorn stray

What was he left alive for,

For being the Chosen One

And then being shunned?

The wizarding world was fickle

And it's opinion not worth a sickle

 

But it hurt to be called a liar

When he was just a survivor

Cedric and Sirius, both died

In front of his eyes

As he stood there frozen like ice

He did nothing an year ago

And he did nothing now in front of the foe

 

Would everyone he loved die

Only leaving him with bitter tears to cry?

Was this his fate

For defying Voldemort unafraid