The Mettle of Man- I created a poem of sorts inspired by Berserk

In an ocean I saw 

What I could not forget 

Amongst a vast sea of Refuse 

A small light shone through 

The glow that cannot be described 

Only felt by the heart of he who seeks truth

A truth not known by all yet still understood 

For the destiny of a soul is not decided in this physical realm

The spirit of change, nay the spirit of fight

Will decide who becomes consumed by life's endless advance

And who stands victorious at the conclusion of a million trials

The righteous path is not a simple one

But rather a road through darkness and despair 

Illuminated by this glow

Or darkened by a doubt in one's self

The vicissitudes of fate know not of our excuses

But only of the truth of what truth really is

He who fills his own shoes

Or he who falls short

The only way out of this despair is through 

I wish not to ask what life could have been 

Will you have achieved your dream in the end?

Will you stand victorious over this brutal advance?

Although it is true that darkness can crush a soul 

It is powerless against light's control

So fight as hard as you can 

No matter how hopeless the battle 

For it is the only way onward 

Through sheer will alone we shall find meaning in this world

-Bellecose

Berserk has touched me deeply and I have to thank Mr. Miura