Hello and I welcome you to my ever first poem. Anyways, like the summary says this poem is really some sort of ranting about the aftermath of Chrono Crusade and what I thought about Rosette. Either you enjoy it or you don't, it doesn't really matter.
Heroic Failure
To partake in an effort to defy the inevitable
Thus separating us from the wise from the foolhardily
That is how heroes and heroines are born
Not by man and woman
But by the Order of God
She
was born a human and died a Saint
She had died fighting for a cause that was right to her
Did she?
To make an enemy in order to cover up her human responsibly was a rightful cause to her?
To her it is retribution.
To others, it is self denial
To her
friends, they only saw her side of light
To her enemies, they only saw her side of darkness
To other they see both light and dark in her and we question them
Are they Gods?
Are they Devils?
She
was strong. She was brave.
She was weak. She was a coward.
She was right. She was successful.
She was wrong. She was a failure.
Such things are never thought by all who knew her.
Such is the role of all humans. We are born, we live and we die.
She is no exception.
What
she hoped for did not happen.
In the beginning it was possible to save the one she loved.
In the end, however, it was proven impossible and our perception had changed
What we feel is what we feel
Do we feel sadden?
Do we feel remorse?
For
now, we only think.
Think about our feelings about her and what had transpired
To her friends she was a Saints of Saints
To her enemies she was a force to be reckoned with.
However to me? She was that of a heroic failure.
I'll
tell you why I think this.
Why this is my perception of her.
It is because of her false accusations and anger that had blinded her to the truth
These were the instruments of her demise.
Thus
being said, I hope you can all understand why I feel this.
To some they have experienced her feelings; they only see the one side of her truth
To me, I see she had experienced this in a different way. Vis-à-vis with love.
Love for her family and love for her lover
Love is proven to be the most powerful weapon and it is in that sense that it was her own undoing
I now
leave you with two things.
One, with revolution comes sacrifice. If you cannot accept that, you deserve to die with your enemies
The other…dreams like hers are nothing more than an illusion.
Not all people can be saved
It is in these two sentences that may have changed her life…
In one way or another
If you haven't noticed, I inserted my own thoughts about her. I hope you don't mind. Anyways, now that it is say and done, please R&R and tell me what you think about it.
