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.