Poetic Justice by Kayuri

1st draft

Pathetic

All of them

All beneath him

He pitied them

And envied them

They lived thought their brief existence

Blissfully unaware

And they died when the time came

Such simple creatures

Pathetic

And yet

They had what he desired

They got something he did not

Rest

While they could sleep and eat

And finally die when they wearied of the world

Or when the world wearied of them

He had lead many to their deaths

Including that whore his father kept

And he would kill that hanyou

That spurned detestable scum

And yet it had what he desired

Not the sword he had given that up long ago

He desired Rest

The lucky bastard

And still it was beneath him

So he continued silently