Yoite
The Death God.
Whisper as he approaches
His head bent, eyes cannot
Be seen.
Yes, he's the one
Who killed his mother
Before he could cry.
The Death God
who can kill
By merely pointing a finger.
Look, some say. He's only a boy
Tall and thin, not 17 years.
Who is this monster in child form
That has killed so many, so easily?
The Death God
Why is he yet alive?
He killed his mother
Coming out of her womb
His first slaughter.
The Death God
Turn as he approaches
Stealthy as a shadow.
Fear him
Loath him
The Death God.
Hope you enjoyed this, it was just something random I came up with after becoming entranced with Nabari No Ou. I love it now...*dreamy eyes* Anyway, please inform me that I do exist by reviewing this excellent freeverse poem.
