Written for an english assignment (which involved using all our vocab for this week). We could write about whatever we wated, so I chose to write about Apollo's first case (cause I'm such a nerd, hurhur). This involes some ideas of mine on his past (mainly, he got in trouble and lived a pretty bad life as an orphan or adopted child) so sorry if somethings like, "WTF" when you read it xD~
Updates coming for the other stories soon I am hoping!! Sorry if you were expecting an update *cough*andgotthiscrap*cough* but I actually liked this. Fo' once~ I wanna try to update Chicken Noodle Soup for the Soul next! Cause that needs an update =o
ANGST. CONTAINS ANGST AND CHEESY RHYMES. D:
"AABB" By Angst lover
Looking back over the sober case,
A reprehensible smile gracing his face
While he thought of all the events that had long been played out,
He could not help but slightly doubt.
What a vociferous child was he
as renegade from the lower down-town city.
Trying desperately to inter his ties
All the while unknowingly coming to more lies.
He found a voluminous strength in his mentor
along with this new found path he did not detour.
Learning how to squash his squalid acts
He learned about the law, and all its facts.
Seven years, it took seven years before he could finally amend,
It was easy, and innocent guy to defend!
The man was a wise Phoenix, showing him how to go about a turnabout.
All he had to do was find the evidence and shout--
OBJECTION! How easy to discern through the alibi,
So one by one their testimony was swatted down, like a fly.
So through the chaos the truth did emerge,
And he could not believe what had just converged.
A turbulent uproar took over the room,
Order! Order! I will have order! The judge's voice did boom.
HOLD IT! The young man cried
As he could not believe his ears, his eyes!
The commodious court-room now closed in
While his first case came to a loss or a win
Did not matter, the bloody ace was the last piece.
Its wear from weary, unknowing hands resulting in a crease.
The young lawyer watched sadly as his mentor quietly left
His hands entangled within a pair of cuffs.
A small, bittersweet, gentlemanly smile on his matured face
His pink slip, his end, his fall from grace.
All by his student, pupil, underling. How sad is that?
The man automatically made his way out, and sat.
The Phoenix from before glided toward him, taking the him under his wing.
A buffet coming from the boy, the man smiling at the swing-
TAKE THAT! The boy found himself regretting the attack, now he was under the older mans staff.
Now what else to do but laugh?
Looking back on those days, he holds no abhor.
He was doing his job, thinking that his mentor had wanted nothing more.
Yet, there are times, late at night,
He starts to think, all the different thoughts getting into a fight.
Eventually, he gets tired enough to remind himself it was not his fault,
He helped many from that one case, and doing his job is not assault.
One line makes its way into his head
Just as he is drifting off to bed,
That gentle smile, calm exterior, how could it be true?
The last line he heard from his 'savior',
"Justice, et tu?"
Words: 454 (w/o authors notes)
Rhyme Scheme: AABB
(A/N:) Get the title now?
Kay, so yeah. I'm not the best at poetry, and some parts of it sound like a christmas song. xD Perfect?!?!?!?!
Yes, I know, Kristoph says "Justice, et tu?" but it had to rhyme. It HAD to. Life or death, A or F situation here bby~ :B
'Savior' because its like he saved Apollo from himself, and helped him become a lawyer. *brick-d*
I just wrote this on the computer and slapped it on fanfics, so yes, there are grammer and spelling mistakes. Sowee x3
I'd love to get some feed back, my first ever serious-ish poem! (but I dont really care, I get lazy and not review a lot too :/)
Constructive criticism always welcome~