Edmund [The Bastard]

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  1. Dragon

    Dragon Staff Alumni

    For those of you familiar with Shakespeare's King Lear.. well done.


    Edmund [The Bastard]

    You know me,
    My sort,
    Though you may not realise,
    My name written on parchment sheets
    Signed 'W.S.'
    And written across your own ego
    In dripping scarlet letters.

    I am he,
    The epitome of the Machiavellian.
    The worst kind of traitor.
    Cheat, knave, liar, villain…

    I made lying an art form,
    A spider, knowing just were to tread,
    To not snap the delicate web.

    They didn't see,
    Not even before I betrayed
    And stole his sight from its very seat.
    Not I, not I doing the dirty work,
    But those unintentional, intent lackeys.

    Not after I destroyed the life
    Of he who might have stopped me
    In my tracks,
    But for his own foolish, misplaced trust.

    "Now, God, stand up for bastards!"
    Those were my words,
    But not mine,
    Put in my mouth by
    One more real than I.

    It was nine years,
    Sent away to save my father's shame
    And for nothing.
    It did not change my stars
    Nor make me equal.

    And they blame me for being bitter?

    So would you be, too
    Surrounded by such idiocy.
    Fate hanging on the stars?
    That is as good an excuse as any to hate.

    "This is the excellent foppery of the world."
    But that world is no longer mine.
  2. Petal

    Petal SF dreamer Staff Member Safety & Support SF Supporter

    nice poem:smile:
  3. danni

    danni Chat Buddy

    very well writin hun :hug:
  4. theleastofthese

    theleastofthese SF Friend Staff Alumni

    I like this!:smile:
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