There's something wild
in that ragged, white hair of yours.
The way it seems to catch the sunlight
and soar in the wind
as if it were dancing
,or fighting,
I'm not sure which.
ooo
And those red eyes sparkle
with mischief, but also,
passion,
A fire burning internally,
watching the world as it
rages on.
ooo
That rough voice, too,
a sandy, gravelly, pleasant sound,
Something so undeniably
Human,
Unrestricted and unrefined.
ooo
Your soul could
sear the world
in defiance,
yet I know it wouldn't
because
it loves this place with all of its
strength.
ooo
And you, You,
You glitter so radiantly
anywhere,
in the sunlit fields of Home
or in the desolate debris of the battlefield,
a loud, brash you
who will caress the wings of baby birds or
mercilessly kill the thousands of soldiers
out of duty and pride.
ooo
Though you leave me in the dust, I hope you find happiness wherever you go.