A Poetry Anthology

by Shaslan

7. Celestia's Pastimes

Celestia knew it was not nice
To manipulate ponies for her own ends.
Their genetics, their abilities,
Their magic and capabilities.
Celestia knew she should not splice
DNA strand and string; it was not the right way to make friends.

Yet to Celestia what other choice remained?
Her sister banished to the moon was too much to bear.
Twisted and stolen, corrupted and broken,
Her magic dark and her vile hatred spoken.
So Celestia tinkered and bred and grafted and maimed
To find the bearers who would tame the Nightmare.