Happily ever after...
It's not a
happily ever after.
The hero cannot claim his princess.
There is no sunset for the lone gunman
to ride off into after saving the day.
The soldier has no home
or loving family to return to.
The orphaned boy
still has no family
The fallen angels' wings
are still broken and bloodied.
All are living haunted by the past
by regrets
and what should never have been.
They have lost all innocence
for they can see
With eyes unclouded.
Even saving the world doesn't ensure
Happily ever after.
They know the killed people
undeserving of death
They had no just and nobel cause
no totally corrupt evil to conquer
Just people.
Others like themselves.
Fighting because that's what circumstances said they should do
There was no reason for this war,
no reason but hunman stupidity.
All mourn the dead
they died for nothing.
The hero stands alone one night.
Alone.
Stars are bright above him
He stares them down
Eyes clear, mind boiling,
emotionally dead.
A single bullet ends his pain
a single tear frees his soul.
The lone gunman
sits in silance
watching nothingness change.
Their souls judge him.
A shot releases him from their judgement
His mask is smiling.
The warrior moves
fighting invisiable emenies
trees surround him, keeping him from the world
Moon rises
A swift cut with a shining sword
the warrior found peace.
The orphaned boy stands
alone, surrounded by people
he seeks some lonely place
Time is near
A Mother and Father's love
beyond this earth, found through faith
He is alone no longer
The angel waits
Surrounded others need
Needing to find himself
Eyes shine with wisdom beyond years
empathy
pain
He is tired of the struggle
They no longer need his guidance
The fallen angel flies.
Five heros from legend born
Finally find the peace they
gave the world
They found an ending
And they were happy forever after.
***end***
Okay, another one where everyone dies... I'm sensing a pattern in my writing *grins* . But at least this one has a kinda-sorta happy ending...even Morganeth liked it and she hates deathfics!
This one was born at 2am after a nine hour shift in Hell...so it gets a little surreal at times, but when I try to change my poetry it turns out crappy, so I left it alone...surrealism and all.
Anways I hope you enjoyed this...please review and tell me what you think of it. I can't improve unless I know what I did wrong!
And I still do not own Gundam Wing.