Doctor Who And The Tardis Poem by Denis Martindale

From Gallifrey, where Time Lords rule,
The Doctor chose to leave,
Despite the danger, played it cool,
Though he could hardly breathe!
The Tardis key was turned around,
The door was opened wide,
Then closed shut with a creaking sound
Once he was safe inside!

The console beckoned to him now,
Controls were blinking still,
He wiped away his sweating brow,
Then felt a sudden chill...
Alarms were sounding, time to go,
The Tardis chose where to,
Amid the ebb, amid the flow,
Time-streaming ever new...

The final lever fully forced,
There was no turning back,
The energy was fully sourced,
From holes in space so black!
Then suddenly, he coasted free,
Past stars and galaxies,
Amid God's vast eternity
Where wonders never cease!

The Tardis twisted like a top,
Beyond the mortal realm,
The Doctor praying it could stop
With him safe at the helm...
Then with a massive jolt time lurched
To normal time again
To offer what the Doctor searched,
On Earth, with human men...

Nine hundred years for him had gone,
Regenerations soon,
So time to spare while sunlight shone
Till night revealed the moon...
Adventure here, adventure there,
Adventure near and far,
The Tardis keeping him aware,
As if his guiding star...

The Time Lords fumed their renegade,
Their outlaw hiding out,
Their fallen friend who thus had strayed
To leave them filled with doubt...
To think, he chose to be a thief,
To meddle recklessly,
It staggered them beyond belief
For he loved Gallifrey...

The Tardis door was beckoning,
The Doctor braved the odds,
He marched as noble as a king
Whose destiny was God's!
Who was this Doctor, friend or foe?
This man who looked so strange?
He was the hero in the know,
A thousand worlds to change!

This man has proved the test of time,
Fought evil day and night,
Defending every paradigm
That he believed was right...
He's sacrificed a billion dreams
That billions more might live,
Yes, through times' portals and times' streams
He gave all he could give...

Yet he was nothing without friends,
Companions on the way,
Until for each, their journey ends,
Not one more day to stay...
Then all alone, the Tardis knows,
His solitude and more,
Until another friendship grows
To even up the score...

Don't take for granted what he's done
Or what's still left to do,
So many wars that must be won
And by a chosen few...
Regenerations in the wings,
New faces yet to be,
God only knows what hopes he brings
Throughout eternity!