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Evangel Poem by ~Bootchild:iconBootchild:



There's a trio of friends
At Divine Junior High.
Two girls and a boy,
One whom can fly.

The boy has horns,
One girl has wings.
The other's not special
though she writes and sings.

They have unique talents,
these children three.
They help one another
With friendly glee.

The boy protects them
From bullies and crooks.
The human explores
And the angel reads books.

One hot summer's day,
While out at recess,
A bully did come,
the friends he detests.

He beats the horned boy
Who runs away,
Leaving the angel
With no one to play.

He runs to the blacktop,
Its asphalt hot,
For there he could stay,
And the bully could not.

The bully then stomps,
his bod' like an ox,
To the small human girl
who was in the sand box.

She was chased from the sand
And with tears in her eyes
She runs to the boy,
Upon whom she cries.

The two take their weapons,
A stick and a stone,
And search for the bully;
His sins he'd atone.

They find the big bully
Who rests on a tree
Then begin their attack
And the bully did flee

The girl saw the tree,
Its shade cool and dark,
And that this must be
The best spot in the park

“I'll take this tree,
for I am too hot.
And for you my friend
I give you my spot.”

The boy did the trade
And though it was hot
There was a fountain
Whose water stopped not.

The spot disappointed
After many days
The boy is tired
And to her he prays—

“Please reconsider,
The sandbox is hot
Can I come here
To this cool and green spot?”

To his surprise
The girl shook her head
And pushed him away
Then up and said

“We had a deal!
You gave me this place
Now there's no room
Get out of my face!”

The boy became angered
And also upset.
He struck the girl's cheek;
Her words she'd regret.

Back to his spot
Holding back his tears
He thought of them
His friends for years.

On monkey bars,
Away from the rest,
The small angel perched,
Her hands to her chest.

“What happened to us?"
The angel did say
“We were so close,
To whom should I pray?”

From that point on,
The three remained,
With everything lost
And nothing gained.

For the bully returned
With two of the same
And with these three
Great torment came.
©2008 ~Bootchild
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Edit: Not really an edit, but for those of you who read this when I posted the poem in this box, I apologize. I wasn't thinking. :'D

This story actually relates to the Dividing Age in my book series, which I have retitled as the Evangel Omnichronicle (The g does not make a j sound).

The winged girl, or angel, represents the Blidridi race, who are very wise, as represented by her reading books. The horned boy, or imp, represents the Dragis who once protected the other two races. The human girl of course represents the Huma race who have a craving for discovering and exploring the world of Evangel. The bullies represent the three demons (Behemoth, Leviathan, and Ziz).

The sandbox and blacktop represent Amixl (The continent of Core). The tree represents Ede (The continent of Nature). The monkey bars represents Thorda (The land of Thunder) after it was separated from Frosia (The land of Ice) which was once Aethera (The continent of Tempest.)\

Evangel Omnichronicle and poem (c) :iconbootchild:

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~Seppo-Ilmarien:iconSeppo-Ilmarien: Apr 20, 2008, 12:22:39 PM
Just frickin' amazing work man...
You're far better than myself. -feels inferior-

I've always had a large soft spot for poems like these.

Good job.

--
I am nothing.
I am emptiness embodied.
I am lack.

I am yours.
~haelia:iconhaelia: May 24, 2008, 11:29:34 AM
I love it!
You call my stuff interesting, this was amazing!

--
I shall not tempt you,
for that would be dangerous.
But if you tempt me, you will learn
that death is a seductive force,
and I am the most powerful seductress of them all.
~Bootchild:iconBootchild: May 24, 2008, 7:16:33 PM
Haha, well thank you! ^^

I'm not one who writes poetry very often, actually. This is the only one I've ever really been satisfied with.
~haelia:iconhaelia: May 27, 2008, 5:40:28 PM
Well, I can see why you are satisfied, it's beautiful.

--
I shall not tempt you,
for that would be dangerous.
But if you tempt me, you will learn
that death is a seductive force,
and I am the most powerful seductress of them all.