I always felt like I didn't fit in,
This became all more clear when my brothers finally had their way.
My people have a rigid class system,
If you resemble the bottom of the totem you're treated like dirt.
My brothers walked all over me growing up,
They were royalty and I was a peasant lucky to share the same air they breathed.
Father continued to shine forth his love for me,
But all I felt was the cold mocks from my siblings.
They poked fun at my height, my frailties, and my shortcomings,
They could move boulders by the will of their minds,
And I was lucky if I could nudge a pebble.
They had tens of wives and 100 hundreds of children.
I just had no one to call my own.
But Father continued to shine forth his love for me,
Yet all I felt was the cold mocks from my siblings.
Our Father has the highest authority among our people,
He was a great conqueror and a fierce lover.
He had a great love for his children,
He gave each of them their own planet to rule when they became of age.
And I looked forward to the day I'd reach that age,
The day the family's ugly duckling would become a swan,
But my brothers had their way.
I always felt I didn't fit in,
And they made that feeling a reality.
They used their influence to cause an uproar amongst our people at the thought of me,
Little ol me becoming a ruler.
They convinced my father's advisors that I was a mistake and didn't belong,
And when my father retired and handed over power to my brothers,
They cast me out of my own home.
No longer could I feel my father's love,
Just resentment for my siblings.
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