A/N: So I'm supposed to be writing my nano like a normal nano participant, but no, I can't even be that. I joined the Animal Challenge over at the HPFC. Because I am an idiot. Also because it was a good challenge.
This is my sick attempt at poetic prose, or something. Very strange, I agree.
By the way, this must be hard to tell, but it's Hedwig. =D
(Oh god, at this rate, the AN shall be longer than the fic!)
Dead.
A word.
One word.
No one should be scared of it.
No one should dread it,
Or hate it,
Or scream about it.
No one should write about it.
No one should think of it.
No one should care about it,
Dead.
Just one word.
A harmless word.
A boring, useless word.
Four letters.
One word.
A four-letter word.
Dead.
So why,
That is,
Is everyone afraid of this War?
Why is everyone protecting themselves?
Life.
A four letter word as well.
Life.
Who cares?
Dead.
Life.
Dead.
The same difference.
Four letters.
No meaning.
One word.
Who cares?
Just a harmless
Little thing.
Uncaring
Insensitive
Boring
Useless
Overused
Overrated.
So why be afraid
Of death?
When you can be afraid of life?
Why be afraid of life
When you can be afraid of death?
Why be afraid at all?
Why are we going so fast
In this huge motorbike
With the mad driver
With the huge beard?
And Harry –
Dear Harry.
One of many Harrys, tonight.
Harry.
The Harry I love.
The Harry who loves life, is not afraid of death.
Harry.
I love you, Harry.
Why be afraid?
Why be scared as that green light
Rushes towards you?
Why be afraid
As you fall, fall, fall, for months and years and no time
At all?
When you can be
Free?
Of fear,
Of life
Of death.
I am not
Afraid
Of life
Or
Of
Death.