Forgiven, Forgotten, Forsaken, and Fallen

Revenge -
my only justice
I stalk him as lightning through the black night

Blood must be spilled -
but whose?
Blood must be paid
in exact measure for blood on the ground.
Earth can't soak it up,
it pools in the crumbling dirt,
turning humus to sand and sand into glass.

For a father remembered
and a mentor murdered
I shall slay with the lightning that steals away breath
and when forgiveness is turning
and fire is burning
I shall give up my breast and my life unto death.

Who am I? Who am I?
The wind will not say,
and neither can comrades lost and won
so here I sit, silent
in the dust and darkness quiet
and wishing the race had already been run.

~

Broken tongue
forgotten song
the ink of my fathers runs dry on the page
forbidden art
shinigami blade
as kanji becomes the wisdom of the age

The Star of Ramhedan was forbidden to rise
I broke the ancient challenge and stepped up to the plate
a plate of metal and mud, covered over with blood,
condemned, anathema, to Hell a broad gate.

Seven elders of my people held the sun in the sky
they all perished, their strength withered and spent
but here I stand, daughter of the wind am I -
the land and the sky prepared to rent.

~

Elvish song of fire and flame
calling, throbbing out my name
phoenix flying, forsaken high
born of lightning, child am I

...to be completed