I was inspired to write some emotional poem like this after the first snow came.
It came like hell of it! From late, calm autumn to arctic chaos over a night!
Anyway, this is an extremely odd snippet about Rei, seen from a rather unexpected character's point of view.
Crimson Eyes
-Aye of the worlds I've seen
The people I've met
The places I've been
-Aye of the blood I've spilt
The chaos I've brought
The throats I've slit
-Aye the women I've raped
The children I've slain
The humans I've hated
-Aye the graves I've dug
The comrades I've cut
The corpses I've given the slugs
-Now I hold your hair in my grip
Hesitating as I'm unable to your throat rip
-I gaze upon your pallid flesh
Unable to cut up this white mesh
-Your hair clear blue shatters my duty
I cannot kill you without feeling guilty
-Impossible to look at your crimson eyes
Without lowering my blade from the skies
-Aye the pain they brought
These crimson eyes
Burns my soul in distraught
-My lord the Prophet warned me this
To stumble in my holy do
I pray my duty saved life his
From the darkness and the doom
-My past old life is now long gone
Shattered in the dust of man
Now all that remains is my rifle's song
To sing of the ones shot as they ran
-I look upon your crimson eye
It looks sad but warm
-Fear nought, pale faced one
Safe you are from harm
-My sword of light nowvaporize
As I slowly lower my hand
-Looking at your crimson eyes
I can't send you to the Promised Land