This is my first Treize poem. Based on Une's view. Don't ask why I don't know. Seriously,
I don't why I wrote this poem. Just felt like it I guess.

What he did

He sacrificed his life,
his world, his future.
Everything he had to give,
he gave.

For a dream,
that mankind would live in harmony,
through war and destruction,
he tired to bring peace.

We owe this world
and the colonies
to the one man,
who gave everything, for his dream.

His dream is now ours,
the hope of harmonious living,
in peace and tranquility,
without the fear of war ever arising again.

For what he did,
gave up,
lived and died for,
we thank this man and give him our hearts.