6

The highway to hell is paved with intention.
and compromised things too shameful to mention
Took what we wanted and then smashed with bricks
the wings of the broken like dreams on the styx.

The moment we seek for the future or past
And tie down the present bound, gagged, and fast,
Honestly trying to just make things right
We believe it's okay to snuff someone's light.

Ideals and values important to all,
are so easy to rally a war with a call.
We stand bathed in blood to stop one another
And forget to become the child of our mother.

And as I wept, still holding that knife,
I remembered the horror of ending that life.
Told it would matter and I'd save the day
I staggered and crumbled right where the dead lay.

I know to be righteous and safe has its cost
That country and culture ought not be lost
But the bright boy inside me who watches them die
Can't carry the sword without tears in his eye.

The fall from greatness swirls like a top
Each line one too far to now comfortably stop.
We had our reasons, or that's what we thought,
Shame it's a pity we're so easily bought.