Zecora paused, then slowly sat down. This was going to take some effort, which meant less for keeping herself upright on all four legs.

"Pain itself is no dark fate.
I know how to meditate.
If they tortured me they'd find
I could escape into my mind.
But for somepony like me
It's simplicity
To cause me pain
For selfish gain.
I kept seeing
Others being
Hurt and injured
In ways cruel and absurd.
I was locked up, you see
So I could help nopony.
I could only worry
And my mind went there in a hurry.
That was how I was broken.
So now that I've spoken
Do you now see
How helping others helps me?"