Goodness, it seems that my scribe is obsessed with Bardic skills..
because we all know how wonderful they are. Anyway. This is What the
poem should read:

Once great Mercy, now lies scorned
Once vast Knowlege, now solely ignored.
The Sun has set this day,
Now Night holds its sway.
There is no Valour, for which to pray.
Light flown out the door,
Peace dismissed by War,
Sparkling Jewel, eroded by time
Hope failing, we fall into dismay
Only through Harmony and Justice,
Will we one day, regain our Way.

Penned by my hand on the 10th of Ero, in the year 380 AF.