So here's some poetry of mine! Short, confusing, and completely useless. R&R please!
Disclaimer: I do not own Shaman King.
Reason
For him we would kill,
Suffer, fight, die.
It is our reason to live,
But why?
Before we were found
We were outcasts;
Hated and feared,
Thought of as witches, demons, monsters.
But then he appeared.
He saved us,
Gave us a place to stay;
And a reason to be.
We have traveled with him,
Training for hours on end.
To be able to please him,
Was all we wanted to do.
Though some of us now doubt him
And have run away to hide,
The rest of us have no regrets
And know that we may die.
We're sure that he will win
This annual fight of spirits.
We have personally witnessed his strength
So we have no doubt whatsoever.
And so it was a shocker
When we realized he had died
In that gruesome fight with his brother.
What do we live for now?
Why are we here?
Do we continue to believe in him,
Or do we move on in life?
Most of us who haven't died
Have abandoned him.
But some of us still believe,
That he will be back one day.
And so we,
His faithful followers,
Stay and wait,
For the day when he will return.
Dewa Mata
Wow, that was worse than I expected. Btw, this was written in Hao's follower's POV for anybody who couldn't figure it out. This was just something I wrote to put off studying for a test tomorrow XP
Oh, and Dewa Mata is a way of saying of saying goodbye only in a sense that you'll meet again. I think... My Japanese sucks .
Anyways, R&R people!