(grumbles) ...I seem to be having a problem. My poems are getting so short...
Dark and Light
Risen from the depths of night,
Sheltered by a caring light,
Hopes and dreams now intertwined
With those of he that shares his sight.
Remnant of a long-lost race,
Absent from his time and place,
Forced here and there by destiny
That ever gives him different face.
Deep within another's mind,
Studying their souls combined,
Trying to revive himself
And lost identity to find.
We know he was a king of old—
A Pharaoh, rich with gems and gold—
But was he good? Benevolent?
He waits to hear his story told.
There is always one more fight
For our brave, kind Pharaoh bright—
But he has help, and always will,
From me…
Yuugi…
Child of light.
See what I mean? (grumbles)...
Anyway, please review!