And I Met…
I was in a poetic mood when I started writing a bunch of fanpoems in church class of all places. This is a general no-pairing piece.
I met a boy
who was just a soul
his body was lost long ago
I met a body
no more than twelve
but he was wiser than all
I met a man
pretending, to hide himself
from his past history
I met a girl
who could build anything
but fought with her creations
I met a woman
holding a smoking gun
and spoke with bullets
I met a weapon
covered with fresh blood
of innocents never to be avenged
I met a heart
cracked so irrevocably
and held together with pain
I met a promise
that could never be filled
because of its terms
I met a life
in which the impossible
was far to common
I met a world
where laws broken
promised near torture
I met a place
where trade must be equal
was meant to be always true
but wasn't
