This is the first thing i have been able to write since i have come out of my depression. This is the first of several poems I have decided to write.
Iroh's Point of View
Powerful
Maybe you think you're better
Because you rule the land
Maybe you think you're tougher
Because of the pain you inflict with your hand
Maybe you think you are smarter
Because you were born before me
Maybe you think you are greater
Because you have the nation bowing on one knee
But I'm the better, tougher, smarter, greater man by far
And what makes me this, you gave away
For I looked over your son
When you told him he couldn't stay
I know and love this young man
And you, no doubt, do not
Your affection for anyone but yourself
Is nothing more than a mere dot.
I'm glad you've kept your glory
Go ahead, stand up and bow
But I've kept the love of your son
Who is more powerful now?
This is all for now. Thank you to my best friend, Jess. Please review while I am away.