Questions ~ Amalin Author's note: Just some background info - this poem is from the POV of the Yeerk, he (or it could be she, I guess, it doesn't really matter) isn't exactly a Yeerk freedom-fighter but not exactly a typical Yeerk either. Just an idea I had. And I'm just calling it "Questions" for lack of a better title...if you have any ideas I'd be grateful.

Questions
Can you count the endless dead
Or number all our sins?
Can you tell where your heart ends
And then where mine begins?

Can you see our differences
Or are we more the same?
And for all the deaths we've caused
Which of us is to blame?

Which of us is the victim?
Which of us is the host?
Can you tell by looking
Which of us suffers the most?

Are we really two minds
Or just blended into one?
Is the worst really over
Or has it just begun?

Do you long for freedom
Or is it really me?
Will I be truly happy
When we're both finally free?

Are we really different
Or are you like me in soul?
Which of us knows the answers?
Which of us has control?