This is yet another poem that I wrote about my ganglies story from the point of view of a ganglie this time. I dunno, but it's okay.

Sorrow I flew through the air,
Trying to reach him,
Knowing I couldn't.
The dream was true.
We came upon the chaos
To find one ganglie crying
On the twin's floor.
The thunderbolt struck true,
And he was gone in a
Flash of light.
The wail of a mourning twin,
Another set comforting each
Other on the ground.
I myself was alone,
There was no one for me
To grieve for,
But there would be
Soon enough.