Post by ℬⒾᵀᵀ℈ℛ𝚂ᵚᴱᴱ𝔗 ℞ℇℳᶤИᶤ𝕊¢ᘿղςꂅ on Jul 30, 2016 20:35:24 GMT -5
On a Merry-Go-Round
"Please don't take me yet," it whimpered a helpless cry,
For looming above was The Shadow, so fearless, but still it was set to defy,
"I've children, a mother, a father, a partner; my family,
I plead for my return, they're my responsibility."
The words were futile and fruitless,
Who could be so heartless?
The Shadow barked a single sharp laugh so crude,
One might've thought the words rude,
Soon followed a soft-toned snort,
Of the playfully indignant sort.
"I do not make allowances for any kind,
Especially one with such an arrogant mind,
You'll come to find that my only rule,
So be it; the world is cruel.
"If you'll believe it I'm freeing you,
So that your precious soul may start anew."
The protest soon came,
But even to its own ear it sounded lame,
"I beg thy pardon, Shadow,
To be frank, you stoop so low."
The Shadow gave a mere shrug,
As if the comment did not bug,
"At least compared to Light, I am not a liar,
The act must so tire,
Even for a skilled performer,
Light is still a learner.
Light carries you to a horse abound,
That thrice cursed Merry-go-round,
With nothing but a 'hang on tight!'
Such a pitying sight.
If I'm not wrong; at first you'll feel confused,
Though much too soon happiness settles in, confusion all but defused,
Your cries oh so shrill with joy,
May I remind you that you were a toy.
The horse will leap very high,
So much that you thought you could fly,
Up, up, up into the wide blue sky,
A fantasy, a dream, only visible through your eyes,
You weren't all that wise.
Because what goes up must come down,
And then gone is the triumphant crown,
A flash;
Of bright Light,
You find you're role unneeded.
You're fired,
The time you brought expired,
Or to be more precise,
This is your demise,
All because Light decided to give you some spice.
"Please don't take me yet," it whimpered a helpless cry,
For looming above was The Shadow, so fearless, but still it was set to defy,
"I've children, a mother, a father, a partner; my family,
I plead for my return, they're my responsibility."
The words were futile and fruitless,
Who could be so heartless?
The Shadow barked a single sharp laugh so crude,
One might've thought the words rude,
Soon followed a soft-toned snort,
Of the playfully indignant sort.
"I do not make allowances for any kind,
Especially one with such an arrogant mind,
You'll come to find that my only rule,
So be it; the world is cruel.
"If you'll believe it I'm freeing you,
So that your precious soul may start anew."
The protest soon came,
But even to its own ear it sounded lame,
"I beg thy pardon, Shadow,
To be frank, you stoop so low."
The Shadow gave a mere shrug,
As if the comment did not bug,
"At least compared to Light, I am not a liar,
The act must so tire,
Even for a skilled performer,
Light is still a learner.
Light carries you to a horse abound,
That thrice cursed Merry-go-round,
With nothing but a 'hang on tight!'
Such a pitying sight.
If I'm not wrong; at first you'll feel confused,
Though much too soon happiness settles in, confusion all but defused,
Your cries oh so shrill with joy,
May I remind you that you were a toy.
The horse will leap very high,
So much that you thought you could fly,
Up, up, up into the wide blue sky,
A fantasy, a dream, only visible through your eyes,
You weren't all that wise.
Because what goes up must come down,
And then gone is the triumphant crown,
A flash;
Of bright Light,
You find you're role unneeded.
You're fired,
The time you brought expired,
Or to be more precise,
This is your demise,
All because Light decided to give you some spice.
