Author's notes:
A weird poem I made at the spur of the moment while watching Bleach. It's about the Hollows that live in Huneco Mundo(ms?)…I'll let you guys make your own judgments.
The Land Made out of Sand
Monsters roam,
And wild things grow.
They fed upon the land,
The land that is nothing but sand.
And they roar in frustration
Out of starvation.
And they wait,
And wait,
To feed their starvation,
On something grand.
Something to make them stronger,
Than a warring swordsman.
Creepy, crawling, and some slimy,
They are not creatures to beloved,
By man.
They have no moral understandings,
Nor do they have,
Any guilty feelings.
These monsters kill without reason,
Only by following their natural instinct.
But do not fret,
Over these monsters,
That claim the land made out of sand.
For you see,
They were once like you and me.
Neither wicked nor bad,
Just losing their way along the bend.
These empty Hollows,
That claim the land made out of sand.