This can be from any Death Eater's point of view. But I had Lucius in mind. This is rather depressing, I don't know what came over me. It's a poem...rather scary. It doesn't rhyme. Just the thought.
Shards of a Broken Man
By PikaCheeka
I watch him give orders
Give orders of destruction
And death
Then he points to me
And to a small settlement
Kill them all
All fifteen of them
Damn Muggles
He grins
I nod dumbly
My tongue stuck
He leaves
I raise my wand
Wishing I could block my ears
And eyes
And Wand
But I can not
Point to one-
Avada Kedavra
Not me
I am not saying that
Not my heart anyway
One down
Another stream of death
Another dead
Little girl
Now orphaned
Kill her now
Before she cries again
Again and again
Streams of green death
Until
The last one falls
Enemies!
The muggles are evil!
But they are not
I am
And I am alone
My lord gone
Off to kill others
I am loyal!
Loyal!
But for how long?
How long can I kill?
A tear falls
A lonely man heads for home
Home again
"How was work?' son says
Admiring son
Admiring a murderer
He can not become me
Never
Can't tell him
"Fine...' I mumble
Push past
Get away
To the bathroom
To the mirror
Alone
With myself
And the mirror
Kill the mirror!
Watch the shards fall
The shards of a broken man
Broken by deaths
Caused by his own hand