Thief with no shadowA Poem by Ryan Falzon - TymonA rhyme-less poem inspired by the book of the same name."Thief! thief!" they yell as I run. Always the same two words... "Wraith! thief!" printed in my veins. I cannot be angry, for it is what I am. One day, I stole for the first time, It was to save a life, you must understand, A brother, my brother, another thief of the land. Who was I to know, that I sealed a girl's fate? Asta. Moon daughter. That is what he called her, With beautiful silver hair, and a heart of gold. He is right, she is the moon daughter. Who else would heal their murderer's wounds? Her brother was a soldier, a fighter, a protector. Speaking to a wraith would be a pitiful act. He is right, I am nothing but an unseen burden. I hold my chin high, for the world to slap at. Today, I stole for the second time. It was to save a life, you must understand, It was to save her life, the moon daughter. Giving the tears to the soldier's companion He understood, and he ran to his master's side. I saw him leave with the tears strapped around his neck, "Nobody stealsss from usss" the creatures of fire whispered. My brother stole, and he paid his price. I stole twice, mine will be greater. May the creatures of fire have mercy, although none deserved on a thief with no shadow.
© 2010 Ryan Falzon - TymonAuthor's Note
Reviews
|
Stats
321 Views
5 Reviews Added on October 30, 2010 Last Updated on October 30, 2010 AuthorRyan Falzon - TymonMaltaAboutYou wish to know more about me? You want to see what I see? Then listen to the words I write. With them I will give you my sight. I'm a thinker in my time. Making everything rhyme. Wondering w.. more..Writing
|