Unfinished Symphony. A poem.

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His L'manburg… 

Something he claimed to be his own… 

His Symphony. 

A never ending music note that falls off the page as you sing it. 

"Do not wage war, My son. Avoid it."

His mother said in her dying breaths. 

"Do not be feared, but be kind. "

His father said as he soared into the sky with his wings that resembled Ravens and crows. 

"Do not be cruel, but be gentle. "

His wife cooed as she held their dear child. 

"Do not be scared, but be brave. "

His older brother proclaimed, as he hoasted his sword onto his shoulders. 

"Do not be dull, but be full of light!"

His youngest brother said, holding the flag of their Nation. 

He built a country. 

A place for those near and far. 

For those of women and children to find refuge. 

For men to emancipate to brutality of those who ruled over them.

He built walls and an army for safety

May his L'manburg be glorious!

But alas… it was only made to burn. 

His father, an Immortal man, finding his son committing anarchy against his own country. 

"My L'manburg… My unfinished Symphony… "

He let his Nation's flag burn. 

He begged his father to kill him… in which… his wish was granted… 

He left a nation behind…

A family… 

And for what?

For his L'manburg. 

His Symphony, forever unfinished.

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