When you disregard the children
Live to make them terrified
Celebrate your wicked mandates
See your cruelty multiplied
When you misidentify them
Hate, because they’re not like you
Think you have the right to break them
Justify the wrong you do
When you wage war against the children
Plot to harm, and bring them grief
For every grave you dig—dig one more
Their resting place is where you’ll be
When you think you’ve razed their landscape
Claimed for self, what wasn’t yours
Do you think you will rest easy?
There’s a remnant, and be sure
Your descent into sheer madness
Is a trip that’s your just due
You will never know contentment
Your own thoughts have poisoned you
Who do you think you are, truly?
Where did you get so much nerve?
Why so entitled and unruly?
Soon, you’ll reap what you deserve
How do you not know that your action
Only amplifies your foes
Guarantees subsequent conflict
And strife, even a fool knows
Grace, to you’s, been multiplied
But will not chide—you should beware
A day of reckoning is looming
And the children will be there
You will never flee their faces
Their cries, ever in your ears
Providing background for the transcripts
Fueling your guilt-ridden tears
Leaving you void of excuses
Demonstrating for all time
Selfish quests for power, all fail
Leaving destruction behind
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