Request by the girl who envies books
(Spoilers up to chapter 794)
(The Art of Forgetting)
The boy never wanted to forget
These times as kids were more
Than he (the son) would ever get
In the 'noble' home he'd had before
.
But blood, fire, iron, and water
Can work their terrible, ghastly wonders
Gone are the days of his hateful father
But good days, the fire also plunders
.
Years later, here he is now, all grown
Except for the giant hole in his head
A forgotten past sad news has shown
To hold brothers, one grieving, one dead
.
Who knows how tables would've turned
Had he known of those days long ago
Perhaps his brother wouldn't have burned
But because he forgot, he'll never know
.
So he's thankful, and sad, and happy too
That their littlest is still around today
He's thanked him for making it through
And is sorry for not earlier finding his way
.
He's not a pirate, but he's still free
(And that's all that really counts)
He'll make this world the best it'll be
With revolutions his savior mounts
.
He'll take the fire, and disband
The terrible knowledge he's just regained
Think of the good and the future at hand
To unleash a beast fire and iron contained
.
'I'm alive!' He'll yell proudly someday
So all the people in the world will know
For him and the one he couldn't save,
A brother's fire, now his, to the world he'll show