Note: This poem is in the gang's point of view. It is about their journey, and the destiny they'll always face.
We
The breeze wisps along,
The ocean tides create a soothing song.
Soaring high above,
Gliding like a beautiful dove.
We pass by the world,
Searching for an answer,
But we hear no words;
Our mission is a constant blur.
Fighting,
Traveling on,
We find no end.
Thriving,
Lingering along,
Our journey only now begins.
We're hunted,
We're tracked.
This isn't what we wanted,
That's a fact.
But no matter how we grow,
No matter who we help,
One thing we certainly know,
Destiny is the card we're dealt.
There's no escaping,
No running away.
No matter where we go,
Fate will find its way.
We're alone.
No one can help us.
But in a way we've grown,
And gained an eternal trust.
We are the saviors,
The ones who will end this war.
We will give the life back that is yours,
We will forever open up peace's door.
