Love, or How I Conquered the World
Here’s a story that must be told,
Of love and beauty, skill and grace.
Of gaining power and losing face.
And how I conquered all the World.It started not too far from here.
When I was not as old as you
Before they lost the towns I knew
Before we all had learned to fear.My father was a woodcutter.
Though we were poor, we had our life.
Though without my mom, his wife,
Who passed away with my brother.Fast forward to when I was ten.
My dad was put under arrest.
They said it all was for the best
That I would come to live with them.And so I grew up in the town
Beneath the shadow of the king.
The one in charge of everything
The one who threw my father down.I learned from rumors and what I asked,
What happened in my childhood.
He entered in the Spirits’ Wood.
He didn’t even have his axe.Twas from that day my scheme began
I had the cour’ge to see it through.
Gained wisd’m for what I had to do
And slowly made this drastic plan.I traveled out into the west
And joined the nomads living there.
But I still had to earn my share
And train my skills up to their tests.Twas out there in the desert where
I fin’lly found the one I sought.
Out in the crater gods had fought
And one of them still lingered there.I stayed for years to learn from her
The one who had the pow’r I need
To make things right, to do the deed.
If only that were all we were.For when she said she had to leave
I broke, I could not take those words
One more piece of pain I heard.
For I had fall’n in love, you see.But I had no hold over such.
She was, as I have said, a god.
And I, a mortal orphaned sod
Could not stand to lose that touch.Her power she in fact had shared
Yet all I had was on my wrist
And her departure I had missed
She left but one red lock of hair.And so I tried to call her back.
I went past where I’d gone before
And called upon the ghosts of yore
And then the wall ’twixt worlds did crack.Did I know then what I had done?
I thought that I controlled the force!
And so I saddled up my horse
Returned to claim what I had won.But in these seven years I learned
Exactly what it was that I
Released to reign from land and sky.
No more justice had I earned.And what, at last, was I to do?
A tree had grown from seeds of doubt.
My courage, wisdom, all run out
For I was but a coward too.So I retreated to this room.
And hoped for one to set things right.
As I play on both day and night
The notes of everlasting gloom.And here we have our last resort.
It’s up to you, too late for me.
I’ll take my place in history:
The king of evil, Ganondorf.
Part of NaNoWriMo Penance. Title donated by Flora L.
Inspired by The Legend of Zelda: Ocarina of Time! Also Dr. Horrible’s Sing-Along Blog.