The Life of Half and Half

by spritzyhype

Just a poem about Lia and what she thinks being a HalfGhost is like.

The Life of Half-and-Half

"If only," I think to myself, "the world were perfect, where'd we be?

We wouldn't be here, not at all. We are the imperfect people.

Of half-and-half, we walk both worlds, trapped 'twixt the worlds of life and death.

Where black is white and light is dark; where swirling mists obliterate.

There are such things as 'Almost Dead', but I thought them only fable,

Until I felt their chilly grasp, and joined their world of in-between."

Then I met one of my status, young in my wake but ever-brave.

He has a name I've heard before, from a captor of our status

Who thought that he was the better. We proved him wrong in a scuffle,

Where we plan to do once again. My equal now stands at my side,

And I am honered that he's there, for he's shown me how to live

The life of the bold half-and half, the life of the Hybrid: Halfa.

And the name of my young equal, the guardian of life and death,

I shall never forget his face, nor his unshameful battle-cry.

And may his legacy live on, his second life: Danny Phantom.