Just Another Day for the Killers
The old child mourns his lost love
With soul fragmented in the final fight
Everything breaking: he is left: the son
Swinging in his servant's step: sword
Snatched away: he now has a body to hold.
As love stands over him: new.
Black, White, Black-White, now Red, a shade new.
He has traded so many times, love for love.
Red drops from the roof, too much for cement to hold
How fruitless, the mutually assured destruction of the fight
He kneels before him, horror never seen in the eyes of his sword
It was useless to be the good son.
Since childhood unable to call himself anyone's son
to now see the man led away in chains: a new
Father. Pushed hard: those who live by the sword.
Until the child it consisted of a concept: love
that was to be won through a fight.
Ending with what remains to hold.
How he longed for this rose-scented hold…
Years spent playing, pretending, a son…
They were never safe, family taken in a fight…
He cried alone, until a star christened him with a new…
name gaining innocent, impossible love…
He can't feel the roses anymore through the sword…
So rises the holder of the sword
which is as mighty as the pen! Hold
still as I connect your love!
Three of you, a false son!
This is the beginning of a new
story! How soon comes the fight!
Crawling, braced, itching on my back to fight.
To end my life this will do, the sword.
I am, once again new
as I see him hold,
the now terrified, ancient son
I never cared enough for his love
The swords are readied for the fight.
The son in his arms, on his emotions a tighter hold.
Love to win or lose in a story all new!
Author's note: Thank you for reading, please take the time to leave a review as I am by no means a poet and would love to know what you felt. Also, this poem includes the perspectives of Kanae, Tsukiyama, Kaneki, and Eto. Each stanza is assigned to a character except the last tercet. They are signified by different forms of punctuation and points to you if you can identify which one is which and tell me in a review.