Welcome to the next installment of this series (which I recently decided to
create). I only received one review for the last poem, but I am continuing
this for the sake of writing. Each poem deals with a different character
from Gundam Wing and their view on their life and the war. I know my poetry
is not very good, but I'm trying. Enjoy!

Battlefield of the God of Death

People think I'm happy

They don't look past my forced smile

To the pain and sadness that ravish my soul

Why should they care?

My life is expendable

I am but a pawn

In the game they call war

Deathscythe is my only companion

He understands me

My only friend is a high-tech killing machine

Sad, isn't it?

Don't get to close to me

Unless you wish to tempt fate

I've lost everyone close to me

No wonder I am called death

Just stay away from me!

If you value your life

Solo, Sister Helen, Father Maxwell

I'm sorry you cared about me

A lowly street orphan

Mongrel

My hands, soaked with your blood

My sins, to monstrous to confess

I want this war to end

So I can disappear into the shadows

I don't want to reap any more souls

I am the God of Death

The title is nothing to be proud of

Do not worship me