Why?
The Church bells are tolling and crying
A women dead before her years
remembered only by empty tears
and the cries of "Oh the humanity!"
But those Humans took away her abillity
to be truly free in this life,
She was a broken soul begotten by Hell's Virtues passed on to her by others
and her need for escape broke through.
In Desperation and Hope
She chose the death of the samuri
rather than be subjectified.
Yet the mourners cry and shout for retribution
never daring to confron thier contribution,
except for the one who loved her
asking quietly among the cluster
"Why?" "Why now?"
Knowing that in this death no one had won.
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