A/N: This is my Fullmetal Alchemist poem, and it is through the eyes of Al Elric. I hope you enjoy this poem! :)
My Brother
Don't cry, my brother, for it is not your fault
This was my sin as well for I did not heed
All the warnings that we always read
Forgive me, oh brother, for letting us sin
We were blind for thinking that we could win.
There is no cure for death, dear brother
We are not gods, and so why did we bother?
Why did we thing we could bring the angel back?
Then, it was the Philosopher's Stone that we lacked!
So, we searched and searched and searched
Only to find out the dreadful news
Human souls were the stone's only muse.
What to do, what to do? Oh brother, what to do?
It seemed that we were lost without a single clue
Would we get what we lusted for?
The many things that we adore?
Mother?
Brother?
Father?
No, dear brother, it is only you and I
We may not get our bodies back, and that we cannot deny
Please, dear brother, please stay safe
For there is no cure for death.
Don't cry, my brother, for it is not your fault
This was my sin as well for I did not heed
All the warnings that we always read
Forgive me, oh brother, for letting us sin
We were blind for thinking that we could win.