Lesser Tales (and Songs) from a Real Life Changeling

by HypernovaBolts11

To Be

Pride is for the good, and the glee for those who receive help.
Power is for the honest, and the home is for the family.
Hope is for the dreamer, and the joy for the innocent.
Knowledge is for the curious, and fame for the kind.
Fortune is for the worker, who never stops working.
Life is for the pony, changeling, griffon, diamond dog, zebra, dragon.
Love is for all, the world is its home, and Life is its parent.
We are its slave, for we must love, or we must die.
One must love, even if only a small bit, or a small thing.
If one does not love, one does not live.
If one does not live, one wants life, and hence, loves.
But, mistakes are made, and loving dead cannot live again.
Do love, for without Love, life is gone.
With no Love, but life still persisting, can more life be made, lest they be missing?
Who is this Love, for whom we all are slaves?
To Life, we are children, the still growing kind, who watch and play and dance with Love.
All while Life watches, smiling from above.