Fire and Ice
Some said that Gabe would end in fire,
Some said in ice.
But as the flames grew ever higher,
I held with those who favored fire.
But as if he was to perish twice,
It seemed the river was his fate
And I thought for his destruction ice
Was also great
And would suffice.
Gabryel! Gabryel! burning bright
In the forests on that night,
What immortal hand or eye
Did cause thy lanky frame to fry?
Gabriel- A Haiku
Herald voice of things to come
No... the other one.
If you'd like to submit some of your original work, you can do so by sending it to the infamous SJ-squared at firstname.lastname@example.org. Regardless, I hope to see you all on Saturday, February 16th to commemorate this defining moment in the nation's history.