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