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Writers note: Please be kind, this is my first poem on fanfiction (and first story in general) and I plan to make my first multiple chaptered story after this which is not to imply I'm making a Heroes story. I wrote this poem sometime in 2010, when I wrote it I kind of rapped it so maybe you should try that and it's really, really, corny. Objective Criticism is welcome. Sorry for the long writers note Thank you for reading.
He loves power;
he loves power so much his heart is choking;
he's willing to let it burst;
he loves his power so much he doesn't care it'll do for the worst;
he's just loving that feeling to not have to worry 'bout anything;
no sleeping no eating no shopping just a bit of cheating;
he needs no love for he already loves himself- probably too much but he does not care;
he doesn't play fair and he doesn't ever share;
he's just too much to bare- yet you can't help but stare;
dark, tall, with handsome brown hair;
he's got that sinister glare;
challenge him if, you dare;
he's got powers beyond belief and he's a dirty, rotten, thief!
But that's not now- now he's good;
does as he should;
couldn't hurt a fly;
no more will die!
Behind that dark demeanor, you see those beautiful eyes and there may arise... a sad cry- a wish that everyone he harmed did not die;
he's just a man;
he feeds himself like everyone else by silverware and hands.
might I go on?
he may be phisically strong;
but emotionally? if you claim he is, you're probably wrong!
'cause, right now, all he can think about is the fact that he enjoyed when he destroyed and now that he's good there's a deep, dark, void;
scared for his life;
will he ever have a friend? Will he ever have a wife?
It seem like it's too late;
I guess it's just his fate for everyone to hate;
there will be no gate to heaven;
he wish's he could go back to being, innocent, seven;
he regrets the bloodlust, powerhungry man;
and now, he's the man 'used to play dirty on the good side;
standing right beside Peter;
Sylar had ruined his life, yet Peter gradually forgave, especially when Sylar decided to save- Emma, from and insane motherfucker;
just maybe he could be welcomed fully into the hero gang;
accepted, although being a villain was what originally brought him to fame;
and although he would still feel the utter shame, at least it wouldn't as bad with friends who say:
Mohinder: Although we resented you repented;
Claire: You deserve our love now that you're above the power that was holding you back from being good;
Hiro: That goodness that helped you do as you should;
Mr. Bennet: And we forgive you now that you're brand new!
Unfortunately, in reality nobody will ever be that happy to forgive he;
Claire: How could he ever be what he claims to be?
Mohinder: After only half a day, Peter, stupidly, says: It's safe to say that Gabriel Gray is A-Okay!
Ando: Yeah, RIGHT!
Tracey:Bitch, PLEASE!
Parkman: Now let's start a fight!
Mr. Bennet: We can't let him free!
Hiro: He cannot be trusted after all the lives he's ruined and busted!
Mr. Bennet: How can you trust him after what he did to Nathan?!
Angela: Can't you see that he's, obviously, pretending to be- pretending that he could actually be gentle as a tree, but he fall and crash on you?
Mohinder: So, for goodness sake, Stop that man before he burns us all to the stake!
And so, Sylar feels lost;
'Suppose the thing to do now is seek redemption, but how?
He'll do good deeds, 'think about others needs, before his own and, gradually, he will be forgiven by the people he hurt so much- even those who hold the longest grudge!
It might take years or a life time, maybe, but he'll find forgiveness from every single person for what he did to them and everyone- what he had once, actually thought, was fun!
Remorse is sad and redemption is tough but Sylar will never get enough 'I forgive you's', which is sad news, but we all know it's probably true!