Author's Notes: I really can't write poetry, but I really wanted to write a poem about the mad prince Seeu. Not a good mix. Anyone, here is what I came up with. Yes, I know how horrible it is. Well, I hope someone finds pleasure out of my efforts. Please read and review! Here is the poem:



The red hair of a doll,

Same color of freshly spilt blood.

A doll's face and expression,

Perfectly molded and porcelain featured.

So young and yet so very old,

Living alone in that shrouded castle.

Time's long journey has not touched him,

But ravaged and scoured all that is around.

All that remains of the second world Asu,

An entire planet reduced to bare bits of ground.

Human life, how frail and flimsy,

So easy to kill or bedazzle.

Never to be one of them for that thing he holds.

A living weapon upon him has been gifted.

With eternal life comes great power, pain, and tension.

The Lunato Mercury, a legacy of war and blood.

Silver rain of death and destruction upon all.

But one speck of color amongst the gray and blackness-

That red hair so like a doll's.