AN: Back with a crummy little one-shot poem! This isn't the usual why I write poems, but it's always good to try new things. It ain't my greatest work, but it sure as heck isn't the worst either. XD It took me about forty-five minutes to an hour to write this, and yet it's so short. I'm sorry. I have deemed it okay, though. Oh, and I don't think the CP9 members in Water 7 (not counting Kaku) hated their jobs, but they probably thought they were tedious. Not killing something everyday must be boring to them. |D In any case, enjoy!
Turn around
There is a sight
Surrounded by a golden light
Of soft blue skies
And water roads
Of shipwrights heaving heavy loads
Turn around
There is a gate
Past are people pushing crates
They're sawing wood
They're pounding nails
They're pulling up a ship's new sails
Turn around
They lie in wait
All working at jobs they hate
They think that I
Should hate mine too
But that's one thing I just can't do
Turn around
There is the sky
Large white clouds are rushing by
Only then
Am I apart
From a void that plagues my heart
Turn around
And there are friends
They'd stick with me until the end
I need to tear
Myself away
But can't it wait just one more day?
Turn around
And it's all there
A life that's filled with love and care
Yes
This is where I belong
Turn around
And it's all gone
AN: There we have it. Please tell me what you think, and don't be afraid to give constructive critism!
~Gir Crazy ;3