BadlyDrawnTurtle

Shut up! You say, then storm away, Only to come back when I reply.Shut up! You declare, seemingly unaware, That I will not comply.Shut up! You want, to silence me, For what you dare not state.Shut up! You only, wish to disguise, That your only good reason is hate.Shut up! Is something, that comes to mind, Only to those who know,(Shut up!) Deep down, that my words ring true, This is why you stoop so low.

Benevolence, Kindness, and Forgiveness, From the Throne of Power. An emphasis on Improvement and Cooperation, Solving problems Fairly and Without Help. Even Disagreements remain Mostly Civil.Violence, Anger, and Condemnation, From the Throne of Power. An emphasis on Subordination and Exclusion, Solving problems by Pleading For Help. Even the Nice Parts are Often Bloody.What Sort of Person, Champions the Second, And Disparages the First?

Each is a tiny fuzzy thing, A kitty except not kitty. All full of love, all full of life, All welcoming and helpful-full.Quick taken by the black-leg'd Queen, And punished for their caring ways. As slave, as worse, as merely food, For hoard which landed in their home.But now the Queen has left behind, The Kitty-Nots she tread upon. Few are left, those remaining split, In two yet smaller groups they go.One portion, -Nots still full of heart, Set building houses back in place. The rest, all innocence consumed, Part ways to roam the land beyond.And so the Nomad -Nots were born. Never trusting, never helping, Though care they surely hold insid...

A Cold that creeps across the land Preventing growth of life and plant May be no normal sort of Snow But indeed the work of WindigoWith each day Chiller than the last And no break seen in Arctic Blast It is time to venture out and fight The demons of this Winter NightThough we can flee from Biting Cold Or wait it out as it grows old A Windigo has no such stake For Winter follows in its wakeThey hate what their presence brings But relish in you the Chilly Sting It is great consolation of theirs That their suffering can be sharedBeware that without united front Nothing about this can be done Windigo exceed in causing strife It is what they k...

descent   down the Steps     of Eternitythe Stairs   will never     end! no soul   but yourself     to blamepress   past the Flights     of Foreverness   the landings   give     no hope, the last stair   just the first     of the next FlightOne hoof   in front     of the others again   and again     and again

Love is given willingly or taken without consent Love is cherished in small portions but is much better in large Love is a selfless act to fuel a selfish end Love is a warm feeling to bask in but a delicious one to consume Love is a piece of someone else that is now ours to use Love, to a Pony, is comfort Love, to a Changeling, is food