Written by Hazel, to Oz.
Of what guides and gods can on I rely?
To feast of their stories and drink of their lies?
When empty is the memory of happiness once filled -
when hope and justice were bystanders killed?
When placed I my trust, betrayed and unanswered -
tell me her name! Do you even remember?
Against my best wishes she made you her teacher,
now teach me Professor - how again do I see her?
Your secrets are poison, sickly sweet as of wine;
Many drink of your words, to your causes align.
So it enters their blood, churning bubbles and bends,
a flawed fatal fiction fermented for friends.
This searing, this pain, this ache not forgotten!
Wounds ever-seeping, weeping and rotten.
Agony immutable, my all I will give,
to end and discard every life you will live!
So take face of a child,
turn your eyes from the grieving;
Ignoring the price, consequence and blind scheming -
the treachery, deceit, the wine sanguine red,
leaving wretched survivors atop piles of your dead.
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RWBY: pOum
PoesíaA collection of poetry based on each character of the series RWBY by Monty Oum. Each poem is written from a specific character's point of view within the canon story. Cover photo courtesy of Guardian Blade - https://aminoapps.com/c/infjsanctuary/pag...
