When the moon rises from its ancient crypt,
When the stars creep from their eternal darkness,
When the dead stalk across the earth devouring all that is pure,
When fire pours from the heavens and the corrupted begin their forever flame,
When disease ravages the worlds' cities, towns and villages,
The living shall wither and fall,
The beauty will be cast into darkness,
The light will be consumed never to shine light onto the hopeful again,
The energy of the innocent shall disappear into the never ending void,
The courage of the brave banished to the depths of hell,
The children's of faith and hope bodies' will litter the battle fields of the unholy,
Just as the wind blows stirring the seas of infinite crimson,
Just as the wind blows brushing the wisps of curls off the infant faces,
Just as the wind blows.
These poems were up before but the link wasn't working. So I deleted and re-created the story.
Now, though, I have to start collecting reviews from scratch. Oh well. It'll work out. These are just for fun anyways.
Anyways, the poems may come from more than just Inuyasha now. Perhaps Gravitation or Fruits Basket?