I do not own Trigun / Vash "the Stampede": he belongs to the amazing Mr. Yasuhiro Nightow.
Things Vash may have pondered, at least part of the time, during all the many years when he wandered alone.
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Pathways
A century and more I've walked
At many cloudless skies I've gawked
Through winter winds and summer haze
I've trod long iles through nights and days
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A pleasant place, this world can be
And yet, sadly, it seems to me
We fail to see aught but the sands
A common fault throughout the lands
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Though many sands there are, 'tis true
All underneath the sky so blue
This world is home to precious life
That should not be wasted in strife
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I try to show them love and peace
Alas, oft times, my words don't please
Both sisters dear, and humankind
Seldom have love upon their minds
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Weather and land we can't control
But we can choose what our hearts hold
Why would they want hearts cold and dry
And do things that make others cry?
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A better way, I think, to live
Is peace and love, and joy to give
Why do so few walk on that path
While most, instead, choose hate and wrath?
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O God, it must sadden You, too
The harm that hate and anger do
Please lead us toward Your path of grace
So, with Your help, we'll mend our ways