This poem will make a lot more sense if you’ve read The Silmarillion, but even if you haven’t, read it anyway. It has parallels to real history. Speaking of which, I’ll be posting the real-world version of this tomorrow—what our song as humans is. Today, enjoy the Elves’.
Look at the darkness
It’s blacker than night
How did it come?
Where is the light?
We are ensnared,
Trapped in this land
The trees have both withered
Doom is at hand
How have we fallen,
Descended so far?
Does the black of the sky
MIrror our hearts?
His lies were so cunning,
So lovely at first
Poison coated in sugar,
Deceiving our thirst
His words tickled our ears,
Ignited the flame
In our folly we listened,
Exchanging glory for shame
Now we see clearly
But it is too late
His terrible darkness
Is fed by our hate
The Trees have both perished
Our light is all gone
What can we do?
Should we flee or stay on?
Where is there hope?
The world is all black!
Because of our blindness,
The Trees are now chaff!
Leaders argue,
Quarrels divide
Son against father,
Each taking a side
What shall we do?
Where shall we go?
In our folly we listened—
Is there now any hope?
The sky is still black
But hope there may be
As often happens,
Its form comes in three
Just three shards of light
Can save us now
Triplet beacons
Upon a dark brow
Still bleak is the world
Our grandeur all lost
But the light will be ours
No matter the cost
Lies have destroyed us,
His darkness so strong
Yet the Light still survives,
The third theme of the song
A Glimpse of Starlight 
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