Reclaimation.


The sky so grey.
As I ran away.
From solitude 10.

I was free!
But those of greed.
Were surely not.

Chains be gone but not from wrist.
Neck with collar.
To be reckoned with.

I ran down the dock.
Cloak a flock.
Wings came out, and flight I took.

No boat a bound not for a while.
I started to fall, my wings grew weak.
A boat I crashed upon suddenly.

startled the travelers with a fright.
I moved to railing and sat right down.
The captian took pity.

Back home I was, on the dock.
Riddled with anger.
And no cure about.

Til I saw him, hit someone familar.
To her side I rushed.
Eyes not visible nor face a seen.

I stood up and grabbed his arm as he went for a hit.
A kick He gave me but a block I waved.
I threw him into a wall with force it cracked.

He help frame me!
So now he's shamed.
A fight bursted forth from the both of us.

Crates I broke.
From my fall from the sky.
A ball of flame engulfed me.

I climbed out with clothes tattered, cloak almost destroyed.
Peoples shock when they saw my baggy clothes.
Burned away!

A ball of flame burned my mask away.
But after all that.
He lied in a coffen.

Not dead, but alive.
For punishment.
He lived, sealed for sleep.

Til he came back.
Tried again.
But this time died by my hand.

I call this.
Reclaimation.
Cause I reclaimed what is rightfully mine!