Notes: Hm, so another poem, after about forever. I just got into a poetry mood.
Actually, I'm also in a panic mood, since I have eighty billion things to do today, but here is a Shura poem for you. Please be kind, as I don't think this is my best, but I thought all the Shura fans might like it.
Sacrifice
He is so...righteous
I have never seen anyone so blindly noble
and yet who sees so clearly
He is sacrificing himself
for the people he loves
for the people who love him
He believes in them
that they will accomplish the impossible
that they will survive
He goes to his death knowingly
but he does not flinch
and I see him smiling
How can he be so selfless?
I feel his faith and honor
his altruistic loyalty astounds me
And I am ashamed
I do not have his magnanimity
he, a child, has a better claim to the world than I
Now I know the truth
he cannot die, not now
I understand what I must do
This will be my one act of rectitude
I give my life to him
to protect him and let him live
I cannot take this goodness from the world
and perhaps I was always meant to do this
to redeem my sightlessness
As I die alone I am happy
I have given him life
the greatest gift I can give
And I understand him at last
I, too, sacrifice myself for another
and I smile