Tyrion Says ( inspired by Game of Thrones)
I wish I was the monster you all thought I was,
and I think, how we all return to our places.
you can see the gods clutch, as he waits for a low sky,
for a cornered hope
….I’ve been on trial my whole life, he says…
and nails the iron tip on the tooth
I think: Jury, is a slug more slant for its slurp?
The earthworm, less for having more?
A sleeping evil, though dumb on night, is still an evil,
but Tyrion is no heathen, though he is slight.
He says, I wish I had killed him
but even the dark has its blossoms,
and his are green-tipped and tart
This is the law of the land, my friend,
The saw cuts right though an ugly thing
blood is ugly but pure
I saved you all from a monster, he says,
[and he did, but that’s another matter]
Tyrion is another kind of monster,
a kinder monster.
This one is sore-footed;
this one is lion-hearted;
this one is high-watered in good.
I want to say, this will soon be a time long ago,
so, play on,