April Mays

Born: April 30th, 1976
Hair: Black
Eyes: Brown

Pietas (Kindness)

Den mother to the seven soldiers

barely eighteen, but more bolder

than a old aged, past prime boxer

April’s so fast, you can’t clock her

in the primal art of passion.

Her style of sympathy is fashioned

after the need for understanding

that her mother lacked, grandstanding

for career and not for April’s grounding.

So Mays grew to become superior to mother

and took the world in as sisters and brothers.

Last night, she saw Santo Domingo

and decided that’s where she was to go

for there was a flash of crashing realization

that in his soul there would be the concentration

she would need to push back to raw rage

that the Lost would use when he find the page

of maternal neglect that could cause her to binge

on the memoirs of a upstart pushed to the fringe,

all because life lied to her nurturing face

that love in this world will always have a place.

Tough Tim became tiny at the harsh fact

that Amazing April had to break their pact

of unconditional love, but in his dying dance

he always knew that he never had a chance

because for all of her loyal devotion

he sensed the overriding emotions

that twisted her inner self

and pushed him towards the shelf

when she would travel near Santo Domingo.

It wasn’t her fault but he had always known

that it was fated by love that she must go.

He had to accept that she had to grow…

But Tim would never never ever forget

that her love was true

even though she had to forfeit…

To accept that was something

he had to never ever regret…