A/N: Decided to give poetry a shot. I know this isn't the best stuff you've ever read, but it's not easy keeping in iambic pentameter for the entire time. For my first sonnet, I'm relatively pleased. Hope you are too :)
In Memory of Taka
My Taka, what drove you to such a state?
To take the life of a brother true?
You stole his kingship and attacked his mate.
Why, Scar? What did they ever do to you?
Did jealousy reveal itself, perchance?
And did it lead you down Hyena Lane?
Indeed, all that was needed was a glance,
and they all followed, even the insane.
Was it pure hatred that consumed you, Scar?
Did misplaced anger dictate your action?
You must have known it wouldn't get you far.
How could you not foresee a reaction?
In spite of all of this, I love you still.
May you find peace and joy (I know you will).