Untimely Leave
Red like roses fills my dreams and brings me to the place you rest,
White is cold and always yearning burdened by a royal test,
Black the beast descends from shadows,
Yellow beauty burns gold.
It was in which no one could believe the fact that horrified everyone, Monty Oum was dead. He was someone least likely to die in this cruel yet beautiful world. Yet as the saying goes, if to pick a flower one chooses the most beautiful. The best people end up dying.
Yet in words, he shall watch above us. Would he want us to mourn? Monty would never let a day go to waste without using our creativity. We are to mourn in our own ways but we shall never let Monty go from our hearts. He was a man of inspiration, and we shall never let it go to waste. We will live and remember Monty Oum.
Everyone at Beacon Academy showed for the funeral full of tears. None of them could believe a man such as Monty could be dead. Team RWBY and JNPR were one of the first groups to let their tears flow over the death.
Ruby took a shaky breath before once again racking in sobs. Everyone had prepared a speech for Monty Oum. She was the first to present. She climbed up the platform stairs her cloak trailing behind solemnly. Her blurry eyes searched the crowd for her teammates all in their own mourning ways. Blake was refusing to cry, her fists clenching and un-clenching. Blake had taken on a mystified and blank expression staring into nothing. Weiss was letting go her image, she too was in tears.
The red cloaked girl fumbled for words, the crowd awaiting her.
"I-I…"She began. "I didn't w-write a speech. H-he was a c-creative man who deserved s-something much m-more."
Ruby's teammates nodded despite their sorrows, if anyone was to deliver something beautiful to remember this man, it was her. The red girl fumbled with a tear stained paper. Taking a calming breath she resumed her speech.
"Full of passion utmost glory,
One who let himself free.
Destiny never had any hold,
Of the spirit who roamed free.
An inspiration for the broken,
To let the dreams fly high,
Nothing could ever break the freedom.
Of a sudden attack from an enemy unknown,
One of which lacked pain.
Death took the most beautiful flower,
From those who still yet to meet.
A god of inspiration and creativity,
He left in an untimely death."
As soon as Ruby finished the once depressed crowd managed a slight smile for her poem. It was for the honor of Monty, that they express themselves in creative ways.
"I once asked my father," Ruby began. "Why do the best people die early? She replied When you're in a garden which flowers do you pick." The cloaked girl sighed before continuing.
"The most beautiful ones…"
A/N: Monty Oum was an inspirational man to me as I got interested into RWBY and his other works. Monty made me realize that if I want to succeed I have to strive for it. He made me realize that I'm not doing enough to reach my goals. In the name of Monty, I will continue to be myself and do the impossible even if it means becoming what others call a 'nerd' or 'weirdo'. Monty Oum will be missed by not only by myself, but everyone who ever loved or admired him. Rest in Peace Monty and stand beside us all.