I came in peace, to spread love
and water good so it could grow
as flowers do
but I overshot, crossed the line
to create my good I would first
have to fight bad
And to fight my evils
I would have to burn my flowers
so I left the ground barren
For a war to end war
never ends well
and water good so it could grow
as flowers do
but I overshot, crossed the line
to create my good I would first
have to fight bad
And to fight my evils
I would have to burn my flowers
so I left the ground barren
For a war to end war
never ends well
This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.
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