A world of my own design

This to her and that to him

Shapeshift this to that on a whim

An infinite selection of potential selves

Snow White and her countless elves

Or were they dwarfs?

Greetings, commiserations, rebukes and endless scoffs.

A ceaseless chatter

A formless clatter 

Like drowning in a waterless sea

Oh what mutation must I be?

As the muffling hand slackens

And my dimming vision blackens

Shall I stay? No, surely I must flee,

Fleetingly I search for a decree

An advisory of some sort, an edict if there be

And

I was never instructed by mother

Oh but I mustn't tell brother

He will surely erupt 

And I dare not interrupt 

But somehow, something's changed

One must think me deranged 

For as I make a run 

Towards the setting sun

Bare footed, drape in tatters

Yet strangely liberated, free from my fetters

I turn back, I choose to stay

I'm no longer fragile, I'm not the prey

Oh how the tables have turned 

now that I have learned 

Let me, with my new found strength 

My fierce warriors, my invincible friends

Observe my oppressor 

Confront my aggressor 

Curled up in the same dark corner, frightened much like me

Senses heightened, fists tightened, too timid to look up and see

I could crush the brute under my thumb

I could stomp on the scoundrel till I'm numb

Tis what the villain deserves, is it not?

Retribution! is it not what is sought?

Oh the raging vengeance that face ignites

But the eyes, I'm too familiar with those incites

The storm, the thunder

The plight, the wonder

And I see! 

I see right through

To the very core 

The quivering heart 

The shuddering slew 

And then I turn 

I turn to the petrified giant 

I could raze, turn to rubble

Liquify with my glare

So I, the keeper of might

The slayer of fright 

Extend my feathered wings 

Engulf the tiny beast 

So I could feast 

On the fear, on the pain

The one that I had known to be my very own 

Oh how, but how did it happen? 

How did the fiend beckon?

For I hold in my embrace 

Shards of tinsel 

So flimsy, so couth 

At my mercy 

Begging for reincarnation

Shall I execute judgment? 

Purge this dot of dirt?

But wait! 

What If I break the cast?

What If it doesn't last 

What If I pulverize

But to reanimate

Come here! Come don't be frightened

Come show me your clay 

As I pave the way 

For I can, so I shall 

Come let me show the world I made 

The paths I drew, the hues I bade 

For you too will be painted in them

Rise, so you can see 

Rise so you can be 

For I will be the architect

And I shall will thine heart

To strum anew 

To oscillate to the ring 

To gyrate to the toll

Of a grace benign 

Of a world of my own design 

(HA)