Blindfolded

ข้อมูลเบื้องต้น

กลอนภาษาอังกฤษที่พูดถึงความกลัวและความจริงเป็นนิทานของเทพ สไตล์ Norse และ Greek myth. 

(Poetry about fear and reality in Greek+noose god myth style)

Enjoy!

เนื้อเรื่อง

Vereor the dreadful gazed upon the world

from his shadowed silk sash. Blindfolded.

He knew no fright, for he saw no fear

And yet he felt the terrors as if it's near

Beside his presence was Nay the Obey.

She did his deeds in every way,

Banishing those who threatened his day.

Did it, though frightened, without delay.

She helped him keep his fear at bay,

To save herself from eternal exile,

By keeping his world. Blindfolded.

Behind Vereor was Dubium the doubt. The seafarer,

With black pearled hair under his navy corsair

Above his waxing shirt and ashen coat.

Each year he came and chanted his tales

The tales of wonder to his dreadful friend

Unlike many years, the dread god spoke to Nay the Obey.

“Durium the Doubt. He must be banished.

This is an order. Be haste with it.”

“I always do for you. I ask no question,

But to exile your friend without reason

I must understand your true intention.”

“He poisons your mind with hopes and dreams

He is the threat and that’s all it matters

Obey my words and do as I ordered.

Disobey my words and face despair.”

The softened twig of grim loyalty

Shattered away by the lord of fear,

Who spoke with cruelty. Blindfolded.

Nay the obey fell ill in dismay.

She gazed at Dubium and then to Vereor

“I do not fear you, for you fear yourself.

You're using me to delude your mortality

Only to let your fear devour your sanity.

If you wish to banish your dearest friend,

then you must banish me as well.

But before we leave, I must beg you

Untie the sash that clouded your sight

and witness the loss that you shall regret.”

Vereor the dread gazed at his pleading servant,

looking at her, sadly and pathetically; Blindfolded.

It was then that he raised his hands behind his back,

Untied his sash, and glanced

at the world around him.

Vereor watched the calm ocean with his amber eyes,

looking at the edge of the horizon,

where waves after waves crashed on the erosive shore

The Sun bowed to salute the thane of time

As the world became nothing, but the night of utter darkness.

Vereor felt twilight for the first time and had nothing aganist it.  

His fear was far from existence and yet something was missing from him.

He looked back to where Nay the Obey and Dubium the Doubt once stood

and frowned in sadness.

He found two flowers withered in the wasteland

Dying, vanishing. Unfolded.