Here lies my daughter,
My first born, my princess
The jewel of Lireo,
The strength of Sapiro,
The future of Encantadia,
My joy, my pride
The remaining love of my life.
Now lying cold and lifeless in my arms.
Why Emre? Why have you forsaken my child?
What did my daughter ever done to suffer and die this way?
Why my daughter of all people?
Why does life have to be so cruel to her?
I seek answers, answers to my many why’s.
Lira, my child, losing your mother wounded me so badly,
But losing you is the death of me.
I will never get to see your beautiful smile again,
A warm ray of sunshine that gives light to my life.
I will never get to hear your voice anymore, that lovely melody that always gives me comfort, and assurance that everything will be fine.
I will always miss the way you cling to me like a little girl,
That warm hug full of love, the group hug we shared with your mother.
It pains me that there will be no one who will call me “itay” anymore,
That foreign word I instantly fell in-love with, that distinct word that’s only meant for me.
I wish I had spent more time with you,
I wish I had told you how much I love you more often,
And I am proud and will always be proud that I am your father.
And you Lira, my sweet Lira
Will always be my ashtadi little brat,
That trouble-maker who always gives me countless headaches,
My most beautiful treasure,
The heart of my sword and the soul of my armor.
Rest in paradise e correi sang’gre, and let your father seek justice.
I am lost in darkness, my heart is filled with pain
My mind is filled with wrath,
My soul is filled with desire to avenge.
Rest well e correi sang’gre, and watch how your father fight for you,
It is life that they have taken, it is life I shall steal.
They shall bathe in their own blood, in my blade they shall perish,
In my pain they shall suffer, in my wrath they shall be buried.
Rest in paradise e correi sang’gre, let your father take control.
Retribution is on it’s way.
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NEMESIS by: Iris
From Ybrahim’s point of view
Photo credit: @GMAEncantadia (via Twitter)
Note: After watching the mid-week episode, I have finally gotten the right ‘feel’ for Ybrahim’s character tribute, a father who lost a child—his pain, his remorse, his longing, his many questions, and finally his wrath. Ruru’s splendid portrayal of Ybrahim’s loss truly gave me the inspiration. I am happy with the result and I think I did pretty well at interpreting Ybrahim’s loss through poetry, what do you guys think? Did I nail it?
BTW, Nemesis is the Greek goddess of revenge 😊