NOTE: The previous poem was Vash's POV. Here's the next one:

Poem 2: Paradise Priest (POV: Nicholas D. Wolfwood)

I was dead.
I knew it from the very start.
Meeting the legendary bounty and befriending him?
It was impervious.
That man could trouble you for days and he could still make you laugh.
Hmph.
Fat load of good a few drinks did him.
Although, I don't blame him.
He was heartbroken - you could see it in his eyes.
Never have I seen a man that sad.
Except for me.
Looking in the mirror and knowing
That those little orphans were the only thing that made me live my life,
And dream my dreams,
and fight my battles.
Sure, Vash was trouble, but he was also loyal.
Loyal to whoever taught him his crazy ideals.
Whatever drove him was fine with me.
As long as I saw the man.
As long as I could see what he really was.
But I died.
I missed out on the chance to tell him I'm sorry.
And yet I don't blame him.
He didn't pull the trigger.
I did.
The moment I pulled my first gun trigger was the day my fate was sealed.
I knew it.
From the very start.
So, were the orphans my only motive?
No.
Millie was my motive.
Millie Thompson believed in me.
She helped me at all times.
And I failed her.
I let her down.
It's all because of me, not Vash.
Vash was the good guy in all of this.
I was putting him down,
insulting his ideals,
and trying to teach him something new.
Damn.
I really screwed up.
I didn't even get the chance to tell her goodbye.
I just died.
It's funny... how forgotten skeletons in your closet jump out at you at the least expected time,
and rip open your throat.
Funny... how unexpected circumstances lead to death.
Funny how I kept a gun in the shape of Christ's deathbed.
Funny how this mysterious cat keeps popping up out of nowhere.
It's all a joke, isn't it, Vash the Stampede?
But no matter.
I'm in Heaven.
I'm now living in paradise.
A world where people don't kill,
or steal,
or lie.
My duty is now over, Vash.
It's your turn now.
Carry on my torch.
Light the fires of my past,
and wash them away.
You're my salvation, Millie.
Save me...
Save me from a death in vain.
Please...