with the swiftness of the wind
we make our approach to the gates of our home
graves filled with the dead or dying are the thoughts that keep me up
why restful peace is only attainable with those who love me by my side
to know that it wasnt evil that led me here
that my actions were good but the loss was hung on our shoulders
and my brothers can say the same
the atrocities committed during war
these memories of sights that we wish could be forgotten
these actions that we wish were never executed
to place ourselves in the line of fire
to expect that our sins could be forgiven based on a cause
we must rethink our strategies
no innocent lives must be taken from here on out
this is why i put down the sword
and i place my faith in the pen
with every life touched by even one word
we may yet see the tragedies of our ways