Fandom: Dragonball Z
Rating: G
Genre: General--poetry
Publish Date: 9/4/2002
Disclaimer: A, B, C, D, E, F, G, I do not own DBZ.
Listening to the sounds of ran and thunder outside
Lightning brightens the night sky overhead
But the child doesn’t hear or see any of it
At five, he is braver than many grown men
Alone in the world at the age of four, now five,
But no part marks it, no celebration to announce
That a child had added another year to his life
Especially when there might not be another
The child is waiting for the battle
At the age of five, thrown onto the battlefield
And still alone, except for the person
Who killed his father and kidnapped him
The man who’s training him
A cold, stoic, uncaring man without a friend in the world
Indifference against a child’s naivety, innocence, and cheerfulness
Wearing each other down
But at the moment, the child is alone
Thinking about a father who died for him
And the mother he might never see again
As he scratches algebra equations into the dirt
Outside, the storm rages
But inside the stone nook
Twin fires burn
One offers light, warming the air around him
Chasing the darkness away
The other…
The other can only be seen in the child’s eyes
Warming him from within, burning in his heart
A child’s spirit, it can be bent but not broken
As the child falls to sleep, he know that tomorrow
Will be more of the same, working, training, pain, sweat
But he will survive, just as he’s survived these past months
And the twin fires continue to burn
One eventually dies
The other never will
