A pale light he is,
A head touched by angels
His locks so golden they shine with inner brilliance
Help him I must,
Protect him I will
*
Soldiers about, a squadron I see
Gun toting fools that must be taught a lesson
Their teacher I will be
They will learn not to manipulate. . .
. . .to destroy all that is within
*
Two of five fall before my sword,
Dripping a red ocean of colour
I look to the others. . .shall we tango?
Who will die this day?
I or they?
*
Two of three fire their breath of fury,
Cold iron reflects sparks of light upon steel
Behind my guard I move forward
A soldier comes to greet me,
Ambition pulling his nose
*
I twist to meet his arrival,
My partner, glistening wet, ends his pitiful life
Parts fly, blood flows - I smile
But my glory, sadly, ends with cold teeth biting into my chest,
Tearing me apart
*
Falling back, my sword leaves me - the sky darkens above
I am drilled with more holes. . .more pain,
Blood pours from me in an unending river
Rain falls - the heavens are crying
Mixing my blood with black dirt
*
As life leaves my body with each beat of heart,
I ask why my being was given for another
The answer, as old as stars, forges in my mind
I love him,
My "brother". . .my Cloud