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They said the Sun disappeared during my birth; a slight respite for our scorched, desert earth
Excitement flowed through our torrid valley, the weary warriors it did so rally
Just as our brigand prophesy had sworn, the tribe's centennial king had then been born!
"It is you, on whom we rely"
"The boy born beneath blackened sky"
"Unite the tribe and lead us well"
"Repair the land on which we dwell"
The first priority in all their minds: To free them from the pauper's fate that binds
The first words that they spoke into my ear: "You will rise to power and have no peer!"
The first possession bequeathed unto me: The ultimate warrior's pedigree
"Usher us into a great golden age"
"Free us from the royal family's cage"
"Restore our glory and our faith"
"Spare the Desert Colossus from the wraith"
They instructed me in their thieving ways, giving me skills that cannot be appraised
They taught me well in their combative arts, believing in me deep down in their hearts
They trained me in skills of magic casting, to ensure my strength be everlasting
"Time is scarce; we're in need of a hero"
"Race to forge a path with us in tow"
"The royals will use their newfound magic"
"Decrees that will turn our fate tragic"
Their words resounded in my every thought; strides to be worthy were difficult fought
Leadership demands are trying to sate; they are the herald of a heavy weight
Weight that no gauntlet could help me to bear; I was this responsibility's heir
"Surpass the magic of the great liches"
"Glean knowledge from the twin desert witches"
"Heed their words and allow them to lead you"
"Attain from them superior sinew"
The first priority they had in mind: To have me rule over the "Hy" ones' kind
The first words that they spoke into my ear: "There will be nothing that you may not sear!"
The first possession bequeathed unto me: Dark magic power to make my foes flee
"Sway the blind royals with tongue of fire"
"Drag their purpose into chilling mire"
"Raze the kingdom; leave ruin of smolder"
"Coldly conquer the royal crown holder"
They conditioned me day in and day out; fealty to them: a creed they would tout
They trained me to master lulling deceit; plans for the royals to be brought to their feet
They told me my right to rule over all, since those royals would be the land's downfall
"You are not the same... what happened to you?!"
"You are not the king whom this tribe once knew"
"You ditched the ideals that we held so dear"
"Your heart is now filled with darkness we fear"
You would turn on me, after building me high?! I did as you asked, now you dare to decry?!
It seems just those two will stay by my side; in this king's eyes your tribe has now died
Come, Fire! Come, Ice! We know our goals! Victory's price will be the royals' souls!
Excitement flowed through our torrid valley, the weary warriors it did so rally
Just as our brigand prophesy had sworn, the tribe's centennial king had then been born!
"It is you, on whom we rely"
"The boy born beneath blackened sky"
"Unite the tribe and lead us well"
"Repair the land on which we dwell"
The first priority in all their minds: To free them from the pauper's fate that binds
The first words that they spoke into my ear: "You will rise to power and have no peer!"
The first possession bequeathed unto me: The ultimate warrior's pedigree
"Usher us into a great golden age"
"Free us from the royal family's cage"
"Restore our glory and our faith"
"Spare the Desert Colossus from the wraith"
They instructed me in their thieving ways, giving me skills that cannot be appraised
They taught me well in their combative arts, believing in me deep down in their hearts
They trained me in skills of magic casting, to ensure my strength be everlasting
"Time is scarce; we're in need of a hero"
"Race to forge a path with us in tow"
"The royals will use their newfound magic"
"Decrees that will turn our fate tragic"
Their words resounded in my every thought; strides to be worthy were difficult fought
Leadership demands are trying to sate; they are the herald of a heavy weight
Weight that no gauntlet could help me to bear; I was this responsibility's heir
"Surpass the magic of the great liches"
"Glean knowledge from the twin desert witches"
"Heed their words and allow them to lead you"
"Attain from them superior sinew"
The first priority they had in mind: To have me rule over the "Hy" ones' kind
The first words that they spoke into my ear: "There will be nothing that you may not sear!"
The first possession bequeathed unto me: Dark magic power to make my foes flee
"Sway the blind royals with tongue of fire"
"Drag their purpose into chilling mire"
"Raze the kingdom; leave ruin of smolder"
"Coldly conquer the royal crown holder"
They conditioned me day in and day out; fealty to them: a creed they would tout
They trained me to master lulling deceit; plans for the royals to be brought to their feet
They told me my right to rule over all, since those royals would be the land's downfall
"You are not the same... what happened to you?!"
"You are not the king whom this tribe once knew"
"You ditched the ideals that we held so dear"
"Your heart is now filled with darkness we fear"
You would turn on me, after building me high?! I did as you asked, now you dare to decry?!
It seems just those two will stay by my side; in this king's eyes your tribe has now died
Come, Fire! Come, Ice! We know our goals! Victory's price will be the royals' souls!
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This poem is my non-canonical idea of how the Ganondorf we know in Ocarina of Time came to be. The inspiration was drawn from a bit of information in Wind Waker, but I had to take liberties with most of it; coming up with my own fall of a would-be-hero because as far as I know, there simply isn't enough information out there to explain him. As far as I know, he was just a power-hungry guy who either turned evil, or was always evil (from birth?).
My version has him as a bit of a tragic hero (Tragic Villain? A la the Cry For The Devil trope?) who simply fell from that path. The Gerudo(s) were worried about The King of Hyrule winning the war and getting the Triforce. They didn't like how the war ended with them being stuck out in the desert without much (like Germany after WWI). I made sure that it started with something that would be ominous to others (according to superstition, people who are born during eclipses are destined to be evil), but seem good for the Gerudo(s). This poem alternates between his telling of his story and the... chorus(?) of the Gerudo(s) putting pressure on him; asking more and more until they reach things that only a magical messiah ought to be able to do, while making him feel a little too special; like he doesn't need to adhere to rules for everyone. Making exceptions for yourself is a very slippery slope, since it leads to painting harm that you cause as "not evil" because they're "justifiable" for your situation. The "twin desert witches" who at one point replace the Gerudo(s)' chorus(?) are Koume and Kotake, of course. They take the troubled Ganondorf and twist him further to serve their purposes until the Gerudo(s) are horrified to see what he turned into.
I close with "understandable" and "condonable" are very different things.
"Drag their purpose into chilling mire" (Dragmire) was intentional. I had fun with that one! Also, "Time is scarce; we're in need of a hero"; they didn't know that they needed the Hero of Time, instead. (Did you catch the Silver Gauntlets reference?)
By the way, if you're wondering why I used so few names in the poem, it's because I think subtlety is cool. I kind of failed with barring all names (Desert Colossus and I went halfsies on "Hy"... even though it should probably be "Hyli"... I had it set up like that because I though "Hy" was like "high" and mixed "high" up with the "fair" in "fair folk," then didn't want to change it), though... I wanted the title to "complete the poem" by almost giving it a new perspective than if one were to have read the poem without knowing the title.
This poem took me months to write 'cause... I apparently have no talent!
To me, talent means that a person can have great results without much effort, or time. The untalented can make great things, but it's harder. (Strangely, all of my other poems and raps were written within the time span of a couple hours.)
My version has him as a bit of a tragic hero (Tragic Villain? A la the Cry For The Devil trope?) who simply fell from that path. The Gerudo(s) were worried about The King of Hyrule winning the war and getting the Triforce. They didn't like how the war ended with them being stuck out in the desert without much (like Germany after WWI). I made sure that it started with something that would be ominous to others (according to superstition, people who are born during eclipses are destined to be evil), but seem good for the Gerudo(s). This poem alternates between his telling of his story and the... chorus(?) of the Gerudo(s) putting pressure on him; asking more and more until they reach things that only a magical messiah ought to be able to do, while making him feel a little too special; like he doesn't need to adhere to rules for everyone. Making exceptions for yourself is a very slippery slope, since it leads to painting harm that you cause as "not evil" because they're "justifiable" for your situation. The "twin desert witches" who at one point replace the Gerudo(s)' chorus(?) are Koume and Kotake, of course. They take the troubled Ganondorf and twist him further to serve their purposes until the Gerudo(s) are horrified to see what he turned into.
I close with "understandable" and "condonable" are very different things.
"Drag their purpose into chilling mire" (Dragmire) was intentional. I had fun with that one! Also, "Time is scarce; we're in need of a hero"; they didn't know that they needed the Hero of Time, instead. (Did you catch the Silver Gauntlets reference?)
By the way, if you're wondering why I used so few names in the poem, it's because I think subtlety is cool. I kind of failed with barring all names (Desert Colossus and I went halfsies on "Hy"... even though it should probably be "Hyli"... I had it set up like that because I though "Hy" was like "high" and mixed "high" up with the "fair" in "fair folk," then didn't want to change it), though... I wanted the title to "complete the poem" by almost giving it a new perspective than if one were to have read the poem without knowing the title.
This poem took me months to write 'cause... I apparently have no talent!
To me, talent means that a person can have great results without much effort, or time. The untalented can make great things, but it's harder. (Strangely, all of my other poems and raps were written within the time span of a couple hours.) © 2012 - 2024 Tasogares-Target
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This is very good. I like it