Whenever I see you, I don't see you; I see your strength. Whenever I hear you, I don't hear you. I feel the rays of blazing strength. You fight as if you were the last soldier in the army.  Your foe sometimes turns out to be your own family. cruel and uncany. But yet, with all the scars from carnivorous people, sexual scavengers, moral disrupters, and soul deconstruction,. You decided not to uproot the delicate flower, nor did you stop that buring fire. Like Prometheus, you gave the fire Like Prometheus, every time you heal, an eagle rips open your liver. Yet you don't uproot the delicate flower. I saw a faint reflection of Helios in you. Magnetic and engimatic strength within you. Whenever I see you, I don't see you; I see the proud warrior in you. I don't see you seeing anything but the strength within you.