You watched as the sky poured and watered the flames

You all did

And with that they fit perfectly together like the bullets to your gun

And the words that were mouthed before you pulled the trigger

And befell us  the perfect destruction of our delicate world

Delicate indeed

Which was once taken care of by a young boy 

The world a beautiful flower that he held with gentle hands 

And watered in love, hope, joy,and faith

But soon bathed in blood to become a man

And that love,hope and joy wickered away 

And  shed tears that screamed on his face as a call for help

As he no longer held faith or change within his heart

Into his head they crept in like a lullaby 

Sung to by the most beautiful voice

Hypnotizing and controlling

And drift he did but not into a peaceful slumber

But into the hands of the wicked that now controlled him

And now no more was that innocent boy 

But stood tall a soldier

And blew belligerent winds

And awakened the enemy of his enemy 

Which was his self  

Written in his eyes was hatred 

And that hatred squeezed the trigger

With no remorse shown

The enemy you fight loves you but fights to protect 

There freedom from your captores

And what you were taught is what you were fighting for

It was a war that could not be won by weapons 

But a war that could be won by using something you dreaded which were words

And once you did there shone the sun from your mouth a 

Bright beautiful warm light that lit  you from head to toe

And once that light was shone you saw what could not be seen before

What your mind had stolen from you and locked deep within the hallways of your conscious

Finally entering the key into its lock of tears and agony

Walked in and gained the sweet honey like knowledge that

Hatred was the war you were fighting

And won by letting love finally pull the trigger itself

Ending the war you fought without reason