I Am Not

By Loki Fárbautisen

Accidentally, I murder millions of you.

Incidentally, it is vicarious.

I know you're angry- Allow me…

Through my six children, I was never able to be a father

My brothers -- gods to you, punished me.

Twins slaughtered. One drowned. She was burned alive. He was choked. The last used as a whore.All because they appeared different. Because I was different.

Discriminated by all, save the Thunderer.

Accused-Insulted-Beaten-Tortured

Yet, always you remained safe because of me. Always .
Before and after the horrors my family sustained.

He who is the Terrible One shared blood with me,

Only to force me to spill that of his His own son.

The blame on me, as usual, His hands left clean.

Mustering courage, I approached my kin and spoke the truth.

Honesty is condemned.

Bound to this rock by my children's entrails- I now speak to you.

Venomous, infinite torture I writhe in agony. All for you. All because of them.

I am not feared as He Who Has One Eye

Nor am I loved as He who rattles the skies above.
You see me as a simple trickster. To my brothers: the Father of Lies.

Ironically, it was my truthful revelations I spread which caused your suffering.

Yet, I am just their vessel of pain for you.

Ask Yourself

Is it I who deceive you?