The Secret Hero, a poem

The Secret Hero

In the streets of Asgardia,

Lives the lone wolf,

To be honest,

He isn’t lonely,

Neither is he a wolf.

But he is the Savior of Asgardia.

To tell the truth,

Would be to reveal my identity,

Okay, I just did that.

Fine,

I guess you probably now know,

I am the Secret Hero.

I know I’m breaking the Fourth Wall,

But trust me, it’s for the best.

I guess you want to know,

What I do,

And what tools I use,

To restore peace,

And, I guess, prosperity,

To

Asgardia.

Gifted by Irial and Estonia,

Divine entities of Asgardia,

To me;

A box made of solid air,

Created by faeries;

Consisting of tools

Made of moonlight,

And the hard work of the goblins.

This toolbox,

Fondly named

After my dead sister,

Akira,

Contains the answer to peace,

And sadly, it isn’t

Something you can achieve in your world.

Akira,

My toolbox,

Consists of tools

That humans can’t use.

If you didn’t realize by now,

I’m not human,

I’m something more.

Okay, I’m joking.

I am human,

But better than humans,

There’s a difference.

Talking about my tools,

They vary in lethality and usefulness,

If you want to hear more,

You’ll need to be capable

To accept change

(Since 80 in a 100 people can’t accept change)

And if you can do it, then keep on listening.

My first tool, named Hella,

Created by the Faerie Queen Bella,

Causes change,

And is very strange,

Thanks to Her Highness Gabriella.

In case you were wondering, I was given Hella at a ford.

It may sound like a maiden, but it’s actually a sword.

My second tool,

Given by the Royal Fool,

Of Queen Hawthorn’s Court,

Built on Dayana’s Fort,

Aptly named,

The Killers of the Famed,

As they are arrows,

Used in the murder of Pharaohs.

The bow,

However,

Named Ebesta,

Given to me at a fiesta,

Is only used,

To kill all who abuse the abused.

My old, worn out shield was

Designed to stop those that

Strip men of freedom.

Talking about weaponry,

That’s not all I have.

I also have pen and paper,

But of course, they’re not just

Pen and paper,

They are, in essence,

The strongest weapons ever made.

Now, if you want to know about these,

Then listen.

Listen.

And listen.

Once upon a time,

There lived a kind hearted king,

So kind, that he made me the Royal Poet of his Court.

His Court was named the Court of Shadows,

And as the Royal poet, I had a lot of influence in political matters,

Such as if Zarina of Nara should marry Prince Alex of Shadows,

And if giving me power over the Court,

So much so that I elect myself as The High Monarch,

A position now held by my cruel brother,

Harry.

If you didn’t guess by now,

I was a cruel killer,

A politician

That was crueler than Lady Death herself.

As The High Monarch,

I bestowed upon myself the Pen.

Made of wood from the tree of apples that Adam and Eve bit into,

It was a sacred tool, capable of influencing others to do good things.

If messages were written into the Paper,

They would come true.

But the price for the Paper was to live on Earth.

Now that you know about my tools, let’s see how I use them.

The change of ideals and thoughts

Is bought upon by the power of

Hella.

A sacred sword, I use it to make the Russians love the Americans.

I will say,

My sword’s biggest mistake was making Donald Trump.

I never wanted the Russians and the Americans to be this close.

Note to self:

Make sure you cause some disturbance between Trump and Putin,

We wouldn’t want too much peace, would we?

Too much of everything is bad,

Or so they say in Faerie.

Anyhow,

My bow and arrows are useful.

They stop discrimination.

With discrimination, the world will always be at war,

The complete opposite of what we want.

My shield protects the abused.

Abuse is a lot like discrimination and change.

You really can’t stop any of these, or force any of these.

The strong destroy the weak.

The weak are abused.

Abuse can’t be there in the same picture as peace.

My Pen and Paper are special.

I make people calm,

Make peace,

Change people using words.

The Secret Hero,

A figment of my imagination,

That inspires me to try and make peace in this world.