Hey people! 'Ya know...ever since Vegeta died in his fight with Buu,
I've seen the episode enough times to question how Trunks and the other
characters might have felt...and of course how our tragic prince must have
been feeling. Here is a series of poems starting with Young Trunks....
P.S. As much as this may shock you I don't like chocolate. Oh..and I don't own DBZ either. Imagine that.
~Trunks~
I stood, a angry witness to my father's endless pain, While Piccolo and Krillin yelled out my first name. Piccolo told me to come back, and Goten followed me, But I was so furious, that I could hardly see.
I powered up to Super Sayian, Then kicked Buu far away, Determined to prevent a death, From happening that day.
My father was so quiet, As I fearfully cried his name, Unwrapping him from sticky goo, That'd stopped him in mid-game.
His eyes opened slowly, and I swear I saw some fears, Glistening in ebony eyes, Or maybe they were tears.
He stood up very slowly, Then whispered in my ear, To take care of my mother and to go away from here.
I hardly understood him, When he pulled me to his side, I was so very happy, That I could've cried.
But little did I see his hand, Coming from behind, To hit me in the head, Where darkness swallows time.
~END~
SOOOOOOOOO....what did you people think? Horrible--beautiful--sickening? I MUST KNOW!!! Another poem is on it's way, and probably will be one of the co-starring characters. I think I'll wrap up this whole series of poems, by ending with Vegeta. Who knows? Only time may tell....
-Kayfig ^_^
P.S. As much as this may shock you I don't like chocolate. Oh..and I don't own DBZ either. Imagine that.
~Trunks~
I stood, a angry witness to my father's endless pain, While Piccolo and Krillin yelled out my first name. Piccolo told me to come back, and Goten followed me, But I was so furious, that I could hardly see.
I powered up to Super Sayian, Then kicked Buu far away, Determined to prevent a death, From happening that day.
My father was so quiet, As I fearfully cried his name, Unwrapping him from sticky goo, That'd stopped him in mid-game.
His eyes opened slowly, and I swear I saw some fears, Glistening in ebony eyes, Or maybe they were tears.
He stood up very slowly, Then whispered in my ear, To take care of my mother and to go away from here.
I hardly understood him, When he pulled me to his side, I was so very happy, That I could've cried.
But little did I see his hand, Coming from behind, To hit me in the head, Where darkness swallows time.
~END~
SOOOOOOOOO....what did you people think? Horrible--beautiful--sickening? I MUST KNOW!!! Another poem is on it's way, and probably will be one of the co-starring characters. I think I'll wrap up this whole series of poems, by ending with Vegeta. Who knows? Only time may tell....
-Kayfig ^_^