Saavik
by Tanya L. Chang

Two worlds
Light years apart
A culture divided through time and space
The logic is flawed
The emotions run wild
Till a wave crashes on a forgotten shore

Life abounds on the dry sands of Hellguard
A babe cries out to the deaf ears of war
Alone and afraid
She fights to survive
Defending herself from the cruelties of life

Ghosts from the past haunt the children of war
Strangers pass by, their noses in the air
They are blind in their ignorance
And see not the pain
Small and unwanted
With blood stains and tears

This one who endures an unending despair
Lurks in the shadows
She belongs to no one
And has nothing
She curses her fate

But she knows her name which she keeps to herself
Her name is her own
Not once pronounced
Till he appeared and knew what to say
"My name is Spock"
He smiled at the child all wretched and cold
She understood and shared that small part of her
Locked deep inside for uncounted years
"I am Saavik," she said,
"And I have survived."

(June 20, 1990)
(1st rev. October 21, 1990)
(2nd rev. November, 1990)