.Poem.

Peace is but a shadow of death.
Desperate to forget it s painful past...
Though we hope for the promising years.
After Shedding a thousand tears,

Yesterday's sorrow constantly nears.
And while the moon still shine blue,
By dawn will turn to scarlet hue.

Kuja

Kuja was a badass, but I always found that poem to be really lame. A little too "Hot Topic" for me.