I'm waiting for you
By Kuro Kin'youbi

Disclaimer: I don't own Naughty Dog. The ides for this poem came to me after school, so I started it and now here it is. Hope you enjoy!


She sits in her Palace, tended to by anyone.

He wanders around. He lives for others, then himself.

She has the time to do anything.

He does what he can in the time he has.

She is waiting, though, for the right time.

He is hoping, for a way home.

She walks out, to the city gates.

He walks out, to the city gates.

A massive desert of endless dunes, sands and unknown dangers separates them.

She orders people around, as her father did - though her way is kinder.

He is ordered around by people - don't take nothing for nothing.

She doesn't have to prove her strength - everyone knows her.

No-one knows him - he has to prove he is capable of being allowed to live.

As another day passes, and night comes on, they realise they are further apart than before.


What do you think? Maybe a little short? Then again, it is only a poem. Please let me know!