Prince Vlad

by flammeusgladius

Prince Vlad






At last I understand you better, Prince.

I know the enmity that boils within,

The anger no appeasement can convince

To set aside its boundless quest to win.

I know the wrath that pleads it is no sin.

I know the point that doesn’t need a sword.

I know the force that moves me to begin.

I know what mind and body can afford.

And I acknowledge you were royal, lord,

In every way a commoner can grasp.

Make peace with all my foes?  See smiles restored?

I smile to think I’d rather kiss an asp.

Those bastards live – and all my being aches

To see the lot of them impaled on stakes.






–Tom Riley