4 Elements

Falling from the sky,
Different colored eggs.
So many lives killed,
And some saved.

They'll save the future,
And end the war at past.
5 blessed element children,
With unpredicted life ahead.

1 who died to save the rest,
1 who lived to protect the remaining.
4 who cried to whom they never knew,
1 prayed for the safety of the others.

So many stories written on them,
but none are true to be told.
They keep in mind everyday,
The gifts that were given are to protect.

1 cared less for his life,
4 that cared more for him.
2 who understood,
The others who mourned without the knowledge.

Some cannot see,
Some cannot hear,
Some cannot smell,
And all cannot talk.

To us they merely are nothing,
But really they are everything.
They saved our lives once before,
And now they look over a once beautiful world.

They who came from eggs,
Who grew so fast before our colorless eyes,
Our scentless nose,
Our wordless mouths...

The 5 no 4 element creatures.
They are to blame,
They are to thank.
They, are our everything...

(This poem is dedicated to the story me and my siblings are writing!! It's called Quad A)