Their Biggest Mistake
They locked me up.
No words of remorse
No promise of freedom.
They were scared of me, my power
And rightfully so!
I could kill them with my look;
I should have.
But I let them lock me up!
My jailer was a sorcerer
Both wizened and withered by time.
He lied to me,
Telling me it was a school
A place for me to tap my untouched potential.
Yet the surging flow of energy that
I could take from the very life around me
Never swirled through my fingertips like the wind.
It never zapped my veins,
Revitalized my heart
It just teased me like a mentor saying
You are trying but you are missing.
I have power than this!
I am unstoppable!
But the old teacher would just smile at my slow progress.
Even when my emotions rampaged across my body
Taking control of all I was
No glorious surge of magic appeared.
No it was buried, deep with me
Howling to be freed once again.
I couldn't take any more of its pain, so I asked him.
I asked him why I couldn't grow.
He conceded the truth, that traitorous man.
They were going to take it away.
My power, my magic stripped from my soul
Taken from the one person that would let it grow.
No! I would not let him take it.
And so I killed the man who did the work of
Dogs afraid of what they didn't understand.
And in my freedom I rejoiced.
My magic burst forth from the ground,
Electrifying my blood once again.
All that untapped power whirled around me,
Creating a symphony of love and affection
For the reunion with its master.
And it sang with joy as I unleashed it
Raising from the ground the very prison they trapped me in
Daring all to come and fight me.
My teacher had warned me this was darkness,
But I know the truth.
This power I was born with
This power that lives within me.
They made a decision to imprison me,
One they will soon regret.
Their destruction will be my greatest joy.