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Morality

I killed you that day...
Yet I felt nothing.
Not the slightest glimmer of remorse.
I still have yet to feel it.
Why should I?
I did what needed to be done.
Yet they speak of morality.

What do they know?
Nothing.
They have no idea of what we went through.
No idea of what we did for survival.
Shadows among shadows.
A never ending hunt.

The Chaplain flips through his silly black book.
Desperately searching for some verse to reference,
Some story to ease my transition.
Why does he bother?
My destination is clear.
Folklore won't change that.
At least you'll be there...
Waiting for me.

Do you remember that fresh Autumn day?
The day we were married beneath the setting sun?
Your hair smelled of the season.
Your eyes reflected eternity...
And I accepted it.
I told you I would,
For I am a man of morals.
A jilting would have been far too cruel.

It would have saved you though.
It may have prevented me
From putting that cold steel to your forehead.
It may have prevented me
From having to tread the path many have taken,
And sit on the throne of their divine judgement.
Why don't they just pull the switch
And release me from my worldly prison?

The world never was too kind to us.
I remember the look on your face
When the doctor told us that the seeds I had planted would never grow.
The day we learned that our garden would be forever barren.
I held you close
And cried because you cried,
But I didn't care.
You were all that I needed.

Yes.
You were all that I needed to continue.
Continue what I had begun long before.
I was an angel of death.
An angel for hire.
After the day was done
I would come home and share my burdens with you,
For only you would forgive me.
My personal Saint.

I stole the warmth from many men.
Sent it splashing to the Earth in rivers.
Yet I'll never forget the day that river was one man short.
The day a child's eyes stayed my hand and saved the life
Of one who didn't deserve to live.
One who would follow me home
And seek revenge.
One who would cost me everything.

Why did you step in the path of Fate?
Why did Fate strike you down?
I watched you fall in silence.
I watched myself reach for Judgement,
And take what a child's eyes had once spared.
When I went to you I could only behold what Fate had done.
It had pierced you through the heart,
Yet somehow your tears steadily fell.

It was then that I knew that only I could set you free,
Unlock the cage I had placed you in on that fresh Autumn day.
I placed one last kiss on your blood-stained lips,
Both a parting gesture and a promise of reunion.
I reached for Judgement one last time
And pulled its trigger.
Your wings were finally unbound.
Oh how beautifully you soared.

Morality.
Morality took you from me.
It stole the only thing I ever needed,
Yet it saved the innocence of an untainted soul.
I can't help but smile at that.
A subtle distraction from the moment.
I didn't even notice the hand move for the switch
That held back my freedom.
A surge of everlasting life.

Copyright © 2006 Jarred Lee
©2007-2008 ~Itchitaka
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I think that this may be the deepest piece I have ever done. I usually try to stray away from heavy story-telling, but I really wanted to give it a try.


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*puwen:iconpuwen: Jan 6, 2007, 5:43:25 PM
Wow...this is a really intense piece. You've obviously put tons of thought into it, and it's very moving. I like the 'question' style to it.

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~Itchitaka:iconItchitaka: Jan 6, 2007, 7:43:04 PM
Thank you. I'm glad that you like it. :thanks:

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*cryingpain:iconcryingpain: Feb 25, 2007, 2:50:37 AM
Impressive interesting too :) :thumbsup: I like it how it tells a story.

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*guardianangle89:iconguardianangle89: Feb 25, 2007, 3:29:53 AM
soo good, love this piece

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and if one person alone is laking
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*XxTaintedLipsxX:iconXxTaintedLipsxX: Feb 25, 2007, 1:34:18 PM
I'm completley breathless right now. This is amazing, it really cuts me deep. I know that kind of sounds corny but it's true. I love deep and almost disturbing poems (not to say yours is disturbing) but it's just inspiring.

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~shadeofjade:iconshadeofjade: Feb 26, 2007, 7:51:34 AM
wow, very impressive. There is so much guilt that comes through, yet he seems so... I'm not sure. Excellent piece. I'm not sure that everyone would look at being a soldier from this perspective.

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~Itchitaka:iconItchitaka: Feb 26, 2007, 7:34:51 PM
Thank you. I am glad that you enjoyed it.

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"By the time I realized it, I had already swung the bat. My palms still sting." -Naota (FLCL)

It's all just fun & games until the flying monkeys attack!

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~Itchitaka:iconItchitaka: Feb 26, 2007, 7:35:06 PM
Thanks! :thanks:

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"By the time I realized it, I had already swung the bat. My palms still sting." -Naota (FLCL)

It's all just fun & games until the flying monkeys attack!

Clubs: *art-photography-club *Emotional-Writings ~NinDS ~n-wii*RawEm0tion
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