His Voice

by Navya

This is a poem where the voice I write about isn't obvious until the end. I watched the episode in English on YouTube to see if they messed up his voice. But I was sad...in the episode I'm refering, one of the people doesn't cough up blood like he should.

I watched that episode again,

In English this time,

Just wondering what it would sound like;

His voice.

I watched that episode 'till the very end,

Watching the blood not fall,

Until I saw one, and that raised hope for

His voice.

I watched the holograms appear like magic,

Many hued forms; only the eyes definite.

And that's when I heard

His voice.

Condescending and sarcastic it was,

Just as wondrous as it was in Japanese;

His voice-un!