Well, this is The Evincar with yet another Evangelion poem…
I hope you guys aren't annoyed by my sudden influx of fanfics, updates, songfics, and poetry…ehehehe
I just have a lot of free time lately.
And don't worry, this'll probably be the last Eva poem I submit.
It's about…well, draw your own conclusions.
Disclaimer: I don't own Evangelion or its characters. Gainax does, and they rock. Who else could create both Evangelion and FLCL!
The Boy Who Doesn't Talk
The boy who doesn't talk
No words do appear
No simple tidings of foolishness do come to ear.
And he sits there waiting there, frankly frightening
They disturb his sleep, contrite and stupid
His ears plugged by music
His soul lies contrite and abused
His soul bare, do not use it
For inside him is a raging demon
Full of spite for the loved and the free men.
He cannot stand it anymore
Scorned upon by those whores
The boy who doesn't talk
The boy who doesn't find joy and love
And is comfortable with that
As long as he feels the numb
A boy who cannot find the kind
Or find meaning from above
Do hope, do hope, your actions do not wake him
For when he wakes, oh when he talks,
Oh when he opens that great maw
And when he is moved to strike or stun
It shall be either true venom
Or the will of something, supremely beautiful
I feel odd just posting a small little poem like this, but looking back I've seen tons of these done, and I rarely write Eva poetry so I felt like sharing this.
Hope you enjoyed it…now go read my real fanfics, dammit!