Title: War, Peace, and Revolution
Author: Tressa
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing. Sunrise/Sotsu Agengy and Bandai does. Please don't sue.
Authors note: I wrote this for my creative writing class. My teacher thought it was interesting and wanted to know where I got the inspirition. Take a wild guess. . .
"History is an endless waltz, so to speak. The triple measure of war, peace, and revolution goes on and on. But I assure you, this history will change with my crowning ceremony."
-Mariemeia Kusheranada
He is War and she is Peace.
Hand in hand, they glide
effortlessly, smoothly,
their transitions are small
and fluent. He holds her still
eyes searching. They glide
across the floor, ever so
carefully maintaining the
balance between them,
disallowing Death to
intervene.
Perfect harmony, both
needing each other.
Keeping each other
in check. As long as
they are together,
the spectators have
nothing to fear. Not
even Death.
The next step in the Waltz,
Peace is alone, dancing
The step, comfortable
On her own. Spectators
Watch the beauty, power,
and happines she claims.
The dance continues with
a slight rift from Revolution.
Every once in a while,
Revolution will step
Forward, and Peace allows
Him to take over. He
Is wild, out of control,
Yet is what people crave
He grabs Peace's hand, tempting
War off the floor, disturbing
the balance Peace had once attained.
Laughing louder, he tempts Peace,
telling her he is much more elegant
partner then War.
Spectators gasp, unsure of the
broken balance. War stands
with Death, determine to win
back Peace. He is joined by
Silence, Humanity and Justice.
Acquaintances by necessity,
not by choice.
The delicate balance is broken.
War then steps in and takes his place.
He is War, she is Peace.
She may not like him and
He definately will not
like her. Yet both know,
War is necessary
For Peace to gain control.
The three beats go on and
On. Never once stopping
One step with War, the next
With Revolution. It's
Confusing to those who
View this dance who will stay.
One step, War is present,
Leading Peace away from
The center. One step next,
Peace is alone. Everyonce in
While, Death will make an
Entrance, much to Humanity's
and Justice's dismay.
The cycle will begin again with
Peace, then revolution.
Why no one bothers to
Stop this never ending
dance is not known. The
Three beats of the Waltz have
Continued on and on.
Waiting for a brave soul
to break it.
Author: Tressa
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing. Sunrise/Sotsu Agengy and Bandai does. Please don't sue.
Authors note: I wrote this for my creative writing class. My teacher thought it was interesting and wanted to know where I got the inspirition. Take a wild guess. . .
"History is an endless waltz, so to speak. The triple measure of war, peace, and revolution goes on and on. But I assure you, this history will change with my crowning ceremony."
-Mariemeia Kusheranada
He is War and she is Peace.
Hand in hand, they glide
effortlessly, smoothly,
their transitions are small
and fluent. He holds her still
eyes searching. They glide
across the floor, ever so
carefully maintaining the
balance between them,
disallowing Death to
intervene.
Perfect harmony, both
needing each other.
Keeping each other
in check. As long as
they are together,
the spectators have
nothing to fear. Not
even Death.
The next step in the Waltz,
Peace is alone, dancing
The step, comfortable
On her own. Spectators
Watch the beauty, power,
and happines she claims.
The dance continues with
a slight rift from Revolution.
Every once in a while,
Revolution will step
Forward, and Peace allows
Him to take over. He
Is wild, out of control,
Yet is what people crave
He grabs Peace's hand, tempting
War off the floor, disturbing
the balance Peace had once attained.
Laughing louder, he tempts Peace,
telling her he is much more elegant
partner then War.
Spectators gasp, unsure of the
broken balance. War stands
with Death, determine to win
back Peace. He is joined by
Silence, Humanity and Justice.
Acquaintances by necessity,
not by choice.
The delicate balance is broken.
War then steps in and takes his place.
He is War, she is Peace.
She may not like him and
He definately will not
like her. Yet both know,
War is necessary
For Peace to gain control.
The three beats go on and
On. Never once stopping
One step with War, the next
With Revolution. It's
Confusing to those who
View this dance who will stay.
One step, War is present,
Leading Peace away from
The center. One step next,
Peace is alone. Everyonce in
While, Death will make an
Entrance, much to Humanity's
and Justice's dismay.
The cycle will begin again with
Peace, then revolution.
Why no one bothers to
Stop this never ending
dance is not known. The
Three beats of the Waltz have
Continued on and on.
Waiting for a brave soul
to break it.