"Sabaku no Gaara"

My eyes stinging with the ever-present sand

Searches nothing in the blood-red sky

But power, the bane and center of my hollow existence

A villain born from the depths of resentment...

Kindness torn by vile words and crimson-stained hands...

I fear nothing nor do I cherish anything but myself

Bonds form with he who is of my kind and of my enemy

Yet they are cruelly severed

For in the midst of hatred blooms a flower of the season

Whose maternal affection sought to protect an empty seed

He leaves me in the hellish isolation as screams wrack my dry throat

Aspiration, comprehension, passion withered away by demonic dust

My feet continues to carry me numbly forward to bleak eternity

Cracked lips moving in unbroken rhythm

Fight for one's self, kill for one's self, love for one's self

"Kankuro"

Temperance is a trait lacked

Impulsiveness a gift of my youth

But so is cowardice

A gothic that loves to inspire fear in others

And ironically frightened of loving death

An image of arrogance to the strong and weak

An insect to the sand demon's embodiment

Expert ventriloquist

Ignorant trickster

Gaining nothing of power or courage

But the end result of my tragic flaw

That is proved by the hand of he

Whose bugs lay dormant on my skin

I'm a testimony of a boy who wrongly chose

Weak deception over true strength

"Temari"

Child of the power-lust

Sister of the blood-lust

The very heart of Prudence

And the very evil of Passion

Allegiance to my superior

A father who never was

Estranged with a fearful brother

Calming to another's temper

The pride of the shadow

Master of the winds

I seek and desire nothing

This emptiness devours me

I fear helplessness

Yet I am truly powerless

Do I fear myself?