Blessed Protector

Wolverin

Disclaimers : The boys does not belongs to me and I gain no profits from this so please leave me alone

Remarks : Flames and praises are welcome .But be very gentle :) I am really new in this. I always know why god creates me....so that i can read what people write and not make any silly attempts at writing. This poem is totally unbeta and can i just say what I've known of Jim and Blair is all due to my reading. I have not seen any episodes of The Sentinel before so please please forgive me for any boo boo that I've made. Now on with the program......

Blessed Protector
Wolverin

Once there was an anthropologist who was searching for his brass ring
one Sentinel in a making
He got his dream but the price he pays
hurts oh hurts oh hurts.
Shot , knifed , drugged and kidnapped
and even died
all because of that Sentinel of his .
A guide he is born to be
and undying love he swears to him
but the Sentinel questions his love and his commitment ,
and in the end it broke his heart and his life ,
when his Sentinel kissed his murderer on a beach
but all is well now in their world
for his sentinel now knows
that theirs is a bond which cannot breaks ,
even with the sharpest words or knife....
for love conquers all .
And every time he falls ,
his guide will always be there ,
to love , to support ,
and to care for him.
For his guide is his very own blessed protector .


The end

I just realizes that my remarks are longer than my poem.roflmao and is a poem a poem when it does not rhythm ?