To Let Compassion Free
Tears cry, soft. The pain, the torture. My soul cries for you. Trapped in a world of enemy. Puppet to darkness. Once, you were great. The greatest race in the land. You were the last, and for that, you paid the price. Civil war and treachery broke. Fleeing, as all those known die. Helpless, so sad, even Hell took pity. Strong soul, burning inside, it will not die, unless plauged with evil. They left you to suffer, to die. Your enemy brought you back. As one of them. A pawn on life. Draining hope from others. All is pain. Even to think of the past sends suffering through your body. Your soul, fights eternally with its new form. Caught in the middle of a raging battle. My tears reach, but fall short from the sorrow you possess. Your sweet soul trapped behind monster. Prisoner to the Hell Master. Let me release your pain. Let us cry together. Let me bring kindness to set your soul free. Be reborn, a new. Free of conflict, no longer a slave. Free to love, free to cry. Free of suffering. Let me destroy the monster that holds you in. In our battle, a blast shall end your suffering. Let me kill your evil master that binds your soul. For compassion, not hate. I'll set you free. I'll rid you of pain. I'll let you be reborn free. Thus, with this thrust your evil fight has ended. The monster dead. Your soul free. With my last breathe, I'll kill you...
For those who live in conflict, you can start a new. Just as Valgaav did...
-Jenni Kirby
This poem is based off a character named Valgaav from the television series, Slayers.
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