Zula Poem for Rashaka, who made me cry with her beautiful drabble! I thought about reinventing Zula's image a bit, giving her a reason for being such a horrible evil creature. I still hate her though.
Role to Play
I am defined by his needs
I can be no more or less
I am a weapon of Fire
Anything else I suppress
I am a Princess by birth
And confined to a role
That takes up all of me
And consumes me whole
I'm a prodigy by luck
Which makes me of use
So you are kinder to me
And you spare the abuse
For you, Father, I'll be cruel
I'll be your perfect little heir
You exiled my brother
And I didn't even care
I make sure to be useful
I shall think as you think
I must be your pride and joy
I won't be your weak link
So now I delight in torture
And enjoy causing pain
Finding solace by the graves
Of the people I've slain
I'll be a prodigy of devastation
In my hands, fire will spread
Consuming all around me
Leaving dreams and hope dead
I'll ignore the haunting question
Which torments me night and day
The day when I am not needed
Will you also throw me away?
AN-So, what do you think of Zula now?
