Blastoise Fortooate
Geographical!
Never again
to see their beauty,
Never again their hand in yours,
Never again to know the pealing laughter
That can't reach you on these distant shores.
Never again
will sparks fly between you,
Never again will you hear their words,
Nevermore to match them wit for wit,
Your clever quips like clashing swords.
Not again
to bear such happy burden,
You're freed from love's firm grip,
which held you up, held you from falling,
But now flays you as a burning whip.
Not again
Will you find such solace,
To that I may attest,
Mem'ry of love, lost by your soul
Will keep loneliness abreast.
A uniform
shows harmony!
Fraternity unshakable!
Shows standards
of morality
That seem about unbreakable.
But enemies,
uncaringly,
Will murder faceless men!
The soldiers,
clad congruently,
Are the same from end to end.
Is it worth
the anonymity
To have a stronger team?
Or are people's
personalities
the better things to glean?
Good, bad? Criticism, comments, whatever?
Angels!
The Savior's fleet-of-foot
Bringing guidance, showing the words
to those created
Demons!
Satanic, bathed in soot
Tripping people, skinning the knees
of those created
Humans
Good and evil yes, but
Above either, better than both
We are those created.
People
We must run the gamut
Sieve our hatred from our kindness
For that we were created.
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