REQUIEMS
Another Family's Requiem
Frodo007: Really? I certainly wasn't expecting that. Yeah, Nino's was fairly easy so it wasn't really hard decipher her emotions. Well, you have this poem and one more till this collection of poems is done!
I felt the need to have one regarding the buried memory of Nergal and his long-lost children, Ninian and Nils. It's quite tragic that Nergal couldn't remember his own children and ends up risking their lives for his own apocalyptic goals. (FYI, this poem will be done in third person rather than in first person.)
When they were young,
Just two little innocent children,
He left them in an ancient lummox of ruins
For their own protection.
He told them he was going after Mommy,
He said some bad men had abducted her and
Were taking her away.
Their father told them not to worry
And to go back into the gate
If he did not return
By the end of the tenth day.
Slowly, the days went by
As the children waited for their father's arrival.
One day turned to two,
Then multiplied into four then six,
Soon it was day ten and the sun had set.
Father was no where to be seen.
With heavy hearts, the two children headed back,
Tears in their eyes, they used the Dragon's Gate
To go back home
Without their mother and father.
Little children, if only you knew
What happened to your father.
If only you witness your father trying desperately
To save your mother.
His magic alone wasn't enough
To rescue her so
He turned to the blacker side of dark magic
And lost his identity in the process,
Forgetting all the memories he shared with
His wife and two children.
He sacrificed himself for your mother
And all for you, children.
All for you.
He traveled around in Lycia
While you were safe at home,
Unable to recover those lost memories
Of his family.
He gave himself another name and stumbled across
A desert utopia.
It was there he began to change,
Surrendering himself gradually to
The darkness lurking inside his heart.
It was from this he was turned against and
Left as dead.
He arose from the ashes and began
To set his diabolical schemes into motion.
Unbeknownst to Nergal and his children,
He summoned them to his side,
Hoping to steal the mighty power
Of the dragons.
His children answered back benignly,
Opening up the gate,
The two children traveled back
To their former homeland.
Their own father zapped them of their strength,
Forcing them morph themselves into a
Young boy and girl.
The children fled from their father's grasp,
So he pursued them from all over,
Giving them not a moment's rest or peace.
Shunned, his children felt so alone and lost in this
Big, unfriendly world that was once
Their homeland.
But then the tables turned into their favor
And help soon arrived.
They then succeeded in thwarting
Their father's plan to
Call the dragons.
Eventually, the daughter returned
To her father
Yet changed into her dragon from and flew away
From the Dragon's Gate.
She was slain by the one she loved
And the father mocked at the killer of his daughter's
Affections.
His son, Nils, was the only surviving
Family member left.
Soon it was back to Dragon's Gate,
Yet this time, only one of Nergal's children
Had returned to it.
In the memory of his sister,
Young Nils fought against Nergal's power,
Neither of them comprehending
That they are father and son.
In the end, the father perished,
And his daughter's body and soul was restored.
Returning home, his children bid all their friends
Farewell,
Going through the gate,
To stay in their second home
Forever.
So little children,
Where's your father now?
Your mother left you two when you were so young,
And Father tried to bring her back to you.
He couldn't and lost himself to
The darkness instead.
Then he tried to harm you
For his own ambitions,
Never realizing that the two of you were
His precious daughter and son
He had left in ruins many years ago.
Children, you couldn't recall him
And neither could he.
He was stripped of all his memories,
His identity and so much more.
Now he's dead,
And you two don't know that man
Was your father.
How tragic is that?
Well, the next poem will be the last. Later, gators!