A\N: I should really be doing school. However, since school consists of me writing ridiculous essays (I actually used the phrase 'paragon of a website'), I figure this is more productive than me getting checked into a mental hospital for excessive word usage.
Rythym speaks
Into my mind.
Moving forward
Slow beat
Life around me.
Moving with
Rythym
In perfect balance
Despite parents' yelling.
You didn't tell us!
How could you have?
You could have been killed!
Why can't you see that?
I see it.
I see danger,
I see the good I do.
In being a Ranger
I am whole,
Life-Rythym
Flowing through me.
Some part of me,
A part I deny,
Part I hate,
Needs the danger
And the lies.
I sense the others
Asking a question
I asked long ago.
What would send us
Into danger?
Monster or father?
Destroyer or freind?
I already know
The awnser.
Life is not
Destruction.
Children do not kill.
But I need the Power.
So I go.
I go to reclaim myself
And let Zordon know
That I know he lied.
And that I
Don't really care.