"guess it runs in the family huh," [Original, Forever Unfinished]

A/n: 1k views special: "Despite everything you're still here,"

A/n Hello! Thank you all for 1k views on the little book.  I made this poem for a grade back in January (I got a 95 on it :D) and decided you know what, let the readers see my past work. Quick note I first published Life and Deaths deal on July 6th so this is in no way canon to the book.  Also I made this when I first got into Dream smp so yes outdated.

 "Despite everything you're still here,"

Based on the events of the Marburg v.s. Pogtopia war

(some of the following events are not confirmed canon)

Sitting on a hill I see the crows,

Every time I look away the flock seems to grow,

My murder and longtime friends,

The only ones who understood my agitations,

My feathered wings now out,

Seem to flow about,

I remember my family, my friends, my enemies,

Then look beside me as I say to myself "it was never meant to be,"

My wings still molting unnaturally,

Remind me of my middle son's short life as he was deceased,

As it was one of the last things he said to me

I try my best not to think about his death and the scream of his comrades,

But how could I not with his blood on my hands,

Looking below the hills I see my son's great unfinished symphony,

The very thing that drove him insane,

My title as the angel of death fallowed me no matter what,

Whether it be a thousand years later or a hundred,

I Philza Minecraft am forever haunted by the thought,

I wish I didn't have to deal with the dread of it,

I have seen many countries fall along with my own as the king,

I wish that I would have not been the only one to know,

My, youngest son was devastated and saw everything,

I hope he will forgive me one day after the war ends,

But fate always seems to bend,

My oldest son lives in the tundra,

Far away from any other people,

One of the few people who didn't have a grudge against me

Although I didn't blame them for what they had seen

I stand up with the crows hopping off,

Dusting my feathers and dust off my green and black robes,

I cough,

I hear one crow tell me "Despite everything you're still here,"

I respond " as long as you guys are near"

Then I head home,

A/n: I hate the last line so mutch but I'll now shush and go back to the next chapter draft :]