Protecting the Chosen One

Protecting The Chosen One (A Doctor Who poem as seen on Drwho-online forum)

The dining table alight with food

The guests all sit with bated breath

Matilda comes in with her brood

Young Ellen looks close to death.

Bruce is sporting a black eye

Constance parks her bum.

Matty Bauer loosens his tie

Katie sucks her thumb.

The seat across the table from me

Is empty. Someone is missing

I glance across the room and see

That Billie Jo is kissing.

The chair is moved and he sits down

The table now is full

Each drinks a toast to Martha Brown

Who's left for the Isle of Mull.

He rests his head on bended hands

And grins that smile I know

While people turn as they hear the band

Play music from Tupelo.

He pours himself some wine and drinks

He eyes me all the time

I try to avert my eyes and think

But turn back to him and mime.

Just what the hell you doing here

Is the galaxy not big enough?

He shakes his head and pulls his ear

Offended at the rebuff.

He flicks his head towards the door

And alights from his seat

I follow across the carpeted floor

And trip over laced up feet.

While sitting down oblivious

Matilda's children had had some fun.

They were all acting mischievous

And now their job was done.

For unknown to the dinner guests

And for those whose shoes had laces.

They'd tied them up the little pests

While folks occupied their spaces.

I dragged myself up off the floor

And exited the room

He stared outside and I know for sure

He was staring at the moon.

Is it customary to follow me

To every place I go?

He grinned and its then that I could see

That he would never ever say no.

I looked into his eyes and sighed

It would always be this way.

That no matter if I was to hide

He'd never leave but stay.

He'd fight the monsters in my life

He'd protect me every night.

He would never use a gun or knife,

But use a screwdriver with a blue light.

He'd keep me safe for ever more

I heard him say that once.

To someone standing on the shore

When they turned to him askance.

No matter whom I fight today

It's tomorrow he's frightened of.

When the war tempts people across the world

Like a light bulb to a moth.

He knows that I will have to fight

Its the reason I was born.

To protect the humans with all my might

Before the blood red dawn.

He led me to his space ship

The Tardis it was called.

In there he taught me to equip

With the knowledge he'd installed.

My levels of intelligence

Had risen once again.

His teachings though were so intense

They almost fried my brain.

I grew up learning physics

And Binary and Math.

And what chemicals I couldn't mix

When I did I felt his wrath.

He would never open up to me

His feelings locked inside.

But when I used telepathy

He could sense as my eyes were wide.

That I'd visualised this angels mind

I could see how much he'd lost.

And although he was still very kind

His freedom came at a cost.

The war that was to end all wars

Was fought way out in space.

The battle to settle one almighty score

I could see it in his face.

I held him close that very night

His body shook with such emotion.

He lay sleeping in the moonlight

As I sat and watched the ocean.

He told me that he never slept

I know that was a lie.

But after that night he wept

I knew he'd wonder why.

I stayed with him, I didnt leave

Where would I go and why?

We both needed time to grieve

And say our last goodbye.

Our planets gone and this war on Earth

Will come around once more

And we will fight for all our worth

And settle the final score.

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