Hey Guys, this has nothing to do with Inuyasha, it's just a poem I thought up

Savior Angelic

Sent from the Heavens above.

Like a summer sonnet

written in the chill of winter.

Though through mortal eyes, none can see

her bless'd touch that doth give

life to you and me

For without her gifts,

earth would be nothing.

And the Demonic Curse

that is called man,

would cause suffering.

Said Angel brings light from the sky above,

that has no inspired poets throughout history,

to write and publish books of love.

Her voice, with which could find

no worthy audience,

provided the world with

music, harmony, and choral ambience.

The savior's beauty, so inate

even Michelangelo could not recreate.

Her skin so soft, that even the

finest silks never came close in comparison.

The moon, whose beams are sometimes referred

to as the natural night light could not prevail,

against her hair, so radiant and bright.

The shape of her lips, a red silhouette,

were full of sheen, that no mortal

came close to them(if you know what I mean.)

The moral of this story, will

come soon, its purpose made

clear like the glint of a doubloon

This woman full of wisdom,

beauty and more,

thought it best to end a centuries old war

Two conflicting countries, both fallen apart,

were bringing nothing but famine and death,

and proof that they weren't smart.

After meeting with these countries' leaders,

she felt that only one thing could be done.

So she gathered up both cities surviving

inhabitants, and told them to run.

in two empty countries she alone stood,

and did the only thing she knew she could.

For you see, the lords of these

countries were vile and corrupt, and

she told the inhabitants, "I must

destroy them, and it must be abrupt."

She gathered her life energy and let it

out in a large explosion, which,

in a history book was classified as the

regions' 'unexplained implosion.'

The savior's body, now a fine dust,

was left behind, while the soul rose

up to heaven, for she had done what she must.

The moral of this tale I tell, is

about finding inner strength, and when put

to the ultimate test, being able to go

that extra length. Her story has lived

on for centuries, and was the

cause of many declarations. Many know

it word for word, though I know not

why. They show no blood relation.

The only one who has lived this story is I,

for I am her reincarnation.

Heavenly Hanyou Girl

12/12/04