roogymirror's Poems: Vol. I

Protagonist

His story began

at some point in his life

And that was the extent of it

There was a beginning, a middle, and an end

Nothing more and nothing less

What could he do but follow

The written word of another

Nought but understand himself to be real

His life followed a set of rules

It made others feel strong emotions

But what did he feel? He would never know

One day, beyond the pages,

he set out to find his creator

and ask of him one thing:

"Why create me?"

The creator's heart was warmed,

and so he gave his best answer.

"I wanted to. Your story was important to me.

And I knew it would be important to others."

This took the protagonist by surprise;

he had not been written to understand himself.

Nonetheless, he was grateful

for the answer he had been given.