A/N: Written for the Diversity Writing Challenge, e1 – a poetry collection.
Hagane
1. Ein's Pride
He was a proud man
but oh so very blind.
Blood stained his lips
and filled the shells of his eyes.
He saw a foolish fight,
an olive branch snapped
and cast aside
but missed the sight of ants
marching with back-breaking loads
and scrambling amidst mounds of soil,
where a little pity could catch their eye
but not fill their stomachs
nor save their soils.