Bastard!! Fan Fiction ❯ Music of a Distant Drum ❯ One-Shot
What was going through the mind of young Kall-Su? What did he feel twords the very people who tried to kill him?
Anime/Manga: Bastard!! Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Psychological / Drama / Angst | Type: One Shot | Uploaded On: 06.12.2003 | Pages: 1 | Words: 185 | Visits: 1.2K | Status: Completed
Author's Note: This is my first attempt at poetry so go easy on me. I'm new to Bastard!! but I love angsty characters with deep dark pasts. Therefore Arshes and Kall are my favorites. This poem is written from Kall's POV as he sits in the old abandoned church after killing the other kids.
Music of a Distant Drum
Their cries still ring within my ears,
As music of a distant drum.
They wake my sorrow and sound my fears,
Oh Lord! What have I become?
The walls are as a cold stone drape,
Their curtains slowly closing in.
I lack the key to my escape,
This prison will not let me win.
Perhaps this is the fate I've earned,
Perhaps this is my destiny.
I've killed them all, I let them burn,
Forgotten now by history.
They call me bastard, demon spawn,
They say I have no right to live.
But no, I shall not be their pawn,
Decisions are still mine to give.