The Seeds of Discord
The minds of men were so easy to sway
She cackled as she toiled away
To implant, to bury, to ingrain her seed
To make men slaves of her creed.
Taking her time, she would watch seeds grow
Letting them fester and boil and soon overflow
Roots plunging deep down every crack
Staining each crevice with deeds of black.
Unseating Harmony, and all of her light
To watch her bleed was Discord's delight.
Whether in council rooms, homes, or the whole of streets
Her apples were thrown, and soon followed feet
Humans, no matter how great or small,
Trapped in the allure of the apple's call.
It took years, weeks, and sometimes days,
To achieve her scheming, her plotting ways
It was simple yet strenous to foster the minds,
To unroot the humanity of mankind.
All it took was steady aim
For the world to become ash and flame.