Monster, that is what they call you.
Those that do not know you well.
Kin-eater, that is what they call you.
Those that do not understand what you are.
Destroyer, that is what they call you.
Those that have no understanding of the cycle.
Yes you can be these things.
Are you just these things?
No you are more than those words.
More than what their hate can understand.
You are a brother.
You are a lover.
You are a fighter.
You are a defender.
You are family.
Yes you are dark.
No you are not evil.
Nor are you wholly good.
You are bound yet unbound.
This is a new poem for Fenris. He seems to enjoy me taking a stab at it again. They are inspiring me. I enjoy being inspired. I am thinking at the end of the month I might gather these up and see about publishing a book with these in it. Or a few books, just small things… I think we are here to reconnect with them. This is one way. There are others.