I Am Trouble Poem by Ezio Olubelleau
I Am Trouble
Five years gone
from this meager city,
and still they greet my return
with trouble.
How quaint.
If trouble is their offering,
then trouble I'll return—
properly measured,
and in excess.
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Lore from the Stygian Archives… A chipped tablet bearing the boast of an unnamed spell‑master, believed to predate the city's first warding laws. Scholars note the fragment's tone—smug, unrepentant—as evidence that the author considered "trouble" not a threat, but a craft.
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