Poems

The Oldest Is Often Alone

The oldest of the children

She was ignored,

Left in the dust,

For the youngest of yord.

Everyone turned to war,

And she was left soar

The oldest of children,

Often ignored

Nobody around, to utter but a sound

She was left behind,

For the youngest of yord.

The sweetest of heart,

The kindest of mind,

Goddess of Hearth,

She was left behind.

The Titans afoot,

No one in sight,

She was forced to fight.

"Why not make peace?"

"If we don't we might be deceased"

But there was no one around,

To utter but a sound.

There was no one around,

To utter but a sound,

For she was ignored.

Her siblings were fighting,

Six to one

All of them standing for all to come,

But there she was,

No weapon in hand

Forced to fight,

For Her land.

Goddess of Hearth

Often ignored,

Forced to fight,

To guard the adored

She was forgotten and she is alone.

And she will never let happen to them,

what happened to her,

Goddess of hearth,

The keeper of land,

Left behind for the lord of demand,

But don't forget she is the keeper of,

All that is grand.