Inspired by Farla's story Brother.
Disclaimer: I do own any and all copyrighted material mentioned in the poem. I didn't use any; therefore, I own all copyrighted material, which is to say, none.
------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ I am
One of seven
Flame
I wanted to be
Lightning
To strike
It would seem
Faster than possible-
That was my dream.
I was found
Caught
Captured
Trapped
And my dream was gone.
My 'friend' said,
"I want you to become the Flame.
You will be the fastest, strongest,
Win many battles and much fame;
You will live the longest."
I agreed
Foolishly
Daftly
Unwisely
And now
I see
My 'friend'
Talking
Laughing
With another human.
I know
I will be traded
Gone
Departed
Lost
My presence long faded,
My 'friend' will,
Without doubt,
Have forgotten me.
They are not my friend, I realize now,
No matter
What lies they convey;
Nor is
My new 'friend',
Who, they try to say,
Will be with me forever
No matter what
Now that
Their Lightning
Was traded for me,
The Flame,
Now belonging to the one
Who promised me
The very same.
Please let me know what you think- this is my first attempt at poetry.