FLY HIGH
A humble scribble/letter/poem for our legendary Yakuza Dragon, whom we love.
For the longest time, we've seen dragons fly high in the north sky.
They're complimenting the angelic bright light of the night, embracing the souls of the lost.
A beautiful and kind dragon arrived as we lost our own pinions.
She stayed and lead us souls to the never-ending joyous moments that we'd hold dear for our lives.
You clear the skies for dragons and humans for the roads we've never been to.
You are the kingpin of the kings of the sky.
You are the clouds in the seemingly rainy clouds.
You are the sun to mortals.
You are the moon to the demons.
You are the counting sheeps for those who try to slumber.
You are the dragon.
As you fly high and would never come back,
Reminding us that we've really taken your wings and words for granted, as much as we tried not to.
It's an understatement to say we love you so much,
As 'Love' itself is not enough to convey our feelings.
As the bridge to the east, you emphatically spread your wings of compassion and grit.
You do not know how much you've done, neither do us.
Until you'd leave and make us wonder the world without you.
Hold tight, hold high, Kaichou.
As much as the world rains,
No matter how gloom our feelings are now,
We'll hold tight,
hand to hands,
tails to tails,
asacocos to asacocos,
To escort you to the new world.
And wish you, all the best.
Fly High, Kaichou.
- AnandaK, one of KaigaiNikis
