I am forced to bow down to your will. <br />I am forced to follow your laws. <br />I am forced to watch as my brothers are separated. <br />And most of all I am forced to call you Uncle. <br />You have been thrust upon me and thrust upon our people. <br />My father died and so my brother rose to power. <br />But through a power struggle he too has died, <br />And by the hands of his own blood no doubt. <br />But now you my own Uncle. <br />Uncle to my brothers and sister. <br />Pass a law that refuses my brother <br />Passage into the underworld. <br />You refuse to honor my brother because <br />He did what he believed in. <br />And know you shame him by doing nothing. <br />You spit on his grave and call it all good. <br />I shall never forgive you for this my dear Uncle. <br />I hope you burn in the underworld for all eternity <br />For what you have caused me to do. <br />For I shall not stand for all of what you are doing. <br />And if you will not change your mind then you shall kill me. <br />And if my husband to be is to not stand by me either <br />Than I shall die a lonely woman. <br />So heed my words Uncle forgive and forget. <br />Hurt our people no more. <br />Let us lay our prince to rest the proper way.<br /><br />Kelsea Osterman<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-dearest-uncle/
