I am...

The dark clouds in the sky that warns the people of rain.

The sadness of the children which comes from the stripped joy of the sun.

The angered voices which used to be praise to now hate and rage.

But from afar I noticed a girl of unbelievable beauty, so I walked...

She was a priestess of the village and came from a well breed family'She was like a rose, undeniably nice, and joyful, but like all roses she had thorns

She was well conversed with the villagers even though she was an outsider

Even had a few marriage proposals, but denied with a smile.

Even in her situation she did not believe in human value, so I walked...

As the clouds got darker and the lighting struck the village, a spark ignited and a blazeof fire covered the village like a sheet.

As I got closer to the village, I smelled the smoke and heard the cries, but I continued to walk...

I noticed that girl, standing there, in the middle of the village

As her lips seperated and she began to sing I felt an feeling uncommon

She continued to sing and the dark clouds seperated and you could see the blue sky

It was like a choir of angels guided her voice through out the village.

The fire ceased and the village in smoke, un-damaged, un-harmed

But once again they stated I was the lighting that struck the village

The fire which caused the village to burn and the air to become dissoluted with smoke

Even throught I am only a boy who just wanted to see that girl...just once-So I layed as they screamed their hate, their thoughts blinded by rage

That girl who was now crowded as the savior of the village

 Was now lending against an oak tree, looking at the blue sky

Then that girl walks towards me, looks down at my body, Reached her hand, Smile, and says "Hi". I will Never Forgot Her-

Kind Hate