The meter is practically nonexistent because about the only part I can do right is the rhyming, and the last part was not supposed to be so gloomy, but please enjoy anyway. I took out the apostrophes wherever I could to get rid of those annoying Asian-language characters, but there were two cases where I could not. Sorry.
Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing, more's the pity.
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Ode to a Former Revolutionary
In your old age, you look back and contemplate,
Just what, back then, you all tried to create,
With hopes and dreams of a better world--
Freedom embodied in a flag unfurled.
Also, it was revenge for what should have been,
A peace now lost among what-ifs and when's.
Towards this last goal, opposition was high,
Yet you never quit, and hope never died.
Your victories may have come easily at first,
But what still lay in wait for you was the worst.
Even when things looked their most bleak--
Your mind so foggy, your body so weak--
You did not despair, for all was not lost:
You had not yet paid the ultimate cost.
You did not suffer completely in vain;
Eyes were opened through your tears and your pain,
And at last, you triumphed, though friends were sacrificed,
To keep the dream, the future, the spark, alive.
As you look back, do you not wonder,
If the whole farce was your worst blunder?
Yet when asked, "Would you do it again?"
You would always say, "In the name of dead friends."
Still, you mumble with a misty look in your eyes,
"But who will carry on my work after I die?"
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Could you tell that this poem was about the Gundam pilots? Or, should I have included their names? It is a bit hard to imagine them as old people.