Mischief's Tale

Growing up

It was never a chore

To hide my differences

And to remain obscure

But as I got older

And became more mature

I started to get compared

More and more

To my own flesh and blood

Who to me, was a bore

The ladies loved and my parents adored

He was my brother Thor

The brawnier between us

Lacking the brains but more loved

I would sit in my room with silent tears

While he partied with his friends above

I was never invited to any of their games

Did they think me lame?

Or just strange?

I only wanted to be treated the same

I thought I was Thor's equal

Differences, our hair skin and eyes

I tried just as hard even though I lied

Then I found out the reason why

Why I was so pale, so strange, so dark

And so tall

Why my power came from magic and not strength

It shouldn't have been a mystery at all

My father tricked me into thinking we were equals

Always second best, never to win

But what shattered my sanity and soul

Was to find out my kin was not my kin

I screamed, broke things, shouted and cried

After my fit, in my bed I had lain

Formulating a plan to win my father's affections

Slowly going insane

When Thor was sent to Midgard

By my 'father' after a fight

Though not there long

I helped the Frost Giants sneak in one night

My plan of redemption to win my father's love

Had backfired because of my brother's return

He ruined everything

And my father's trust I would never earn

In my rage all I saw was red

I engaged my brother in a fight

Irritably we were evenly matched

Though I fought him with all my might

I held on to Thor's hand hanging over the bridge

In the end I was destined to fall

Spinning through space and madness

I thought I would die, but fate made a different call

Stars and planets passed me by

A blessing hidden in disguise

When at last I hit Midgard

I raised my fist and cursed at the skies

Dusty sand beneath my feet

I wandered without a course

Thinking about all I'd done

But I did so, with no remorse

I stumbled upon a physiscist

By name of Erik Selvig

I hypnotized him with some magic

Let the destruction begin

Buildings crumbled and people fell

The Avengers raced to stop me

Even though it seemed I would triumph

They defeated my army of Chitauri

Thor helped the heroes

Captured the foe

He didn't want it to come to this

He is filled with woe

Chained and silenced

Sent back into space

After a bloody battle on Midgard

My father tells me I am a disgrace

God of mischief

God o f lies

You shall be punished

For your crimes

Locked me up in a box

But not my first time

Waiting for my time to rise

Waiting for a sign

Author's Note: Hey guys! Thanks for reading, I absolutely love Loki and thought I would take a break from my story and write a little poem. I hope you enjoyed! Please r/r as well as PM me if you have any questions or story suggestions. Bumblewolf out!