Moon light peircing cold winter air Swords silver flashing in light Fight out for peace in hte cold winter night. Warriors, fight for the night to keep their village whole If dancing swords do nothing but shed the unnessicary blood... Then why do we fight under Moons Peirce Our heart grow dark Like the sky round the silver globe in the horrizon Sleeping i wait...for the blood to stain the snow....i write this as i watch...the battle outside my window People murdered....innocents onslaught by black dressed warriors...iron weapons in hand One looks... he looks smaller than others.... Hes just a boy Forced to fight Tiny he is bleeding and hurt i hurry outside and take him in... He says "You could get killed for this" He tries to push away, wanting to spare me "I dont like to see people hurt....even if their try to hurt my village..." I lay him down and dress his wounds. That point...in the battle....the boys fatherwas watch...and he was the chief of this war He told his men to holdback...and spare the village becauseof the one girl who took his son in...and tended to him That tiny girl saved her village...and the few lives they lost where only 2 in number....This girl stopped blood shed with her touch of kindness.... The moral is that everything can be stopped....Blood shedespacilly...ifwe show just a little Kindness
Aroue Uchiha 92 · Fri Feb 01, 2008 @ 09:04pm · 0 Comments |