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Hero or Villain?

- Hero or Villain? -

What doth it ever mean to be a hero, or to be a villain?
Aye, and therein lays the trap in which souls are caught!
For when we ponder the game, whether we lose or win,
We become distracted, and wandering in our thought.
My powers are simple, yet my they are mighty indeed,
For to influence the minds of others is quite the gift!
Is that not the power of poetry, to grant fantasy�s need?
Or, to remind men of their darkness, and what is left,
When the dust settles and proud cities lie wholly broken!
Love and war, hate and peace, such opposite polarities�
Yet all are at a poet�s disposal, in many a verse�s token,
To lend strength to one�s power, for a thousand eternities!
With a softly spoken word, I could make thee love me�
Or I could fill thee with such dread that thou dost despair.
Mighty to strive, and mighty to fall if one must for destiny,
Fall so low, that one can no longer behold the sky or air!
Is poetic power super, just because it can create wonders?
Nay, for there is more to power than crafting of delights!
I would craft a poem that is equal parts glory and thunder,
In the name of my hopes, my dreams, and all my rights.
A super hero or heroine always hath a cause to strive for,
Even when one is cast in the role of the villain, oft aright!
I hath been good and evil, and I hath also been far more,
For with all my power, I look beyond frail mortal sight.

Ever I hath been the outsider, the one some called alien,
And that is but one source of my extraordinary abilities!
Is persuasion not an art; is seduction not a game, to win?
And I have been playing since the dawn of all eternities.
Mighty as a warrior queen, simple as an angel�s singing,
Such is power; such is imagination that leads to creation!
Let heroes like Hercules come, their muscles bringing�
They are easily felled by a woman�s softest ministration.
And I am one part male and female, with double the skill,
To seduce and to set ablaze, to create and so to destroy!
For one cannot happen without the other, good and ill�
And to win the game, one must play with a soul as a toy.
Shall I play rough, or shall I play by the fairest of rules?
A hero wouldst stand by some code and live and die so.
But heroes are sometimes too moral, and thusly fools�
I prefer to bend the wind to my will, causing it to blow!
Darkness and light in one heart, I am entire, complete,
And all will kneel before me in time, at the altar of love.
For love is power, and through it both fell and sweet�
One may consume all, even unto Heaven so high above!
There is no diabolical plot, nor even a grand conspiracy,
Only desire, pure and simple; driving me like a beacon.
I care nothing for the rules that govern most of society,
For I only ever play to win, and so let the games begin!

I do not boast of my knowledge, or of all that I can do�
Though, it would fill libraries, and drive some insane!
Knowledge is power; it is a power both false and true,
But to obtain it is no blessing, nor any prize to gain�
The hero Gilgamesh sought such and he lost his mind.
But what I found, it changed me in many lovely ways,
Whilst my peers chose other paths, to be left behind�
And I survive; I endure, just like the sun�s bright rays.
Oh the heroes men worship, what arrogance they had!
But we who work our arts unseen do greater than any.
I obtained knowledge, and was not by it driven mad�
I am the one; I am the alpha, omega, and the many!
There is poetry in that, and in that poetry is greatness.
Is that not all a hero or heroine could hope to attain?
And if I am the villain then I shall be evil�s mistress!
In pleasure�s craft I am second to none, as with pain:
Remaking evil in my own image, refining it purely�
Imposing my light upon the darkness, until it is ideal.
I am a woman, but I need not always act demurely�
For: I am a champion, and I stand for something real!
Many battles hath I fought, many games I hath won,
And more await me, so that the fight is never ending.
I welcome it, for it means that my hour hath begun�
And I can unleash my power, creating and rending!

Written by Kou_Indigo

(Karam L. Parveen-Ashton)

Published 18th Jul 2013

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