The Burden of Humans - Victoria Zickas
Those pesky humans
Bothering me with
Their questions of medicine
Witchcraft they call it
They make a mockery
Of mother nature
And the things she
Graciously bestowed
Upon us
One came to my door
Asking for my help
To teach her about
Medicine and the
Properties of science
What a peculiar girl
She’s an abnormal human
Begging for my knowledge
With a robust thirst
I’ve never seen
She lamented of
The youthful dying
As she cradled my beakers
And swirled them around with
An intense passion
Something about her
Was mystical and I
Found myself bewildered
In that moment
The only thing I wanted was
Her
Those intriguing humans
Just the way she stared
At my jagged nails and
Grey hands, with those
Sacred blue eyes
Caused me to falter
The warm undertones
Of her platinum hair
Enticed me
She smelled of natures gifts
Her small, dainty hands worked
And her delicate smile
Appeared as she spoke
Her voice was alluring
I am painfully entangled
She’s an enchanting human
My beautiful Lisa
But it would be wrong
For me to take her hand
And deflower her
The abomination that
Would be produced
A dhampir
A daywalker
A foul creature
An untamed creature
That would dishonor
My ancestors and allure
More chaos into this
Invidious world
Those destructive humans
I forced myself to live in solitude To appease my love
Their actions of hysteria
Were uncouth and
Because of them
I have been deprived
Of the mother of my son
They tied her and tormented
Her at the stake
They burned her flesh
Guttural screams sounded out
from her charred body
Yet, she chose to save these
Bitter swines
She was my human
I should have known
The fragility of our
Entangled lives
The desecration of my poor Lisa
Their disdain towards
My love is cruel
The way they falsely
Crucified her for being “impure” Their appalling excuses
From their blasphemous priest
They have deprived me
So I will entomb them
The People of Wallachia,
They will be ravished
By my dominion