Life Lesson Options

[*Blow_Don't_SUCK*]

Oblivious and unaware was this child
As he wandered through the sinful streets
Looking for a home, a place, a shelter in this endless winter
Gawking upon the horror of murderers
Whose knife stabbed the heart of the innocent souls
Waging war upon golden territories
For its wealth and for its glory
But the child did not understand

Why kill a man for something that is worthless and unsatisfactory to the greedy?
Why kill a man for something that will make you thirst for more power
When all that power did is corrupt your very being?
Is this what you'll be spending for a whole century?
Leading a bleak road with another's blood stained on your clothes
Stealing power from others who never did you any harm?
Why cause more sins in these streets?
Is it not dirty enough?
Why kill when you contribute to this society?
Help it become cleansed of cruelty and close-mindedness

The murderer glared at the child
Who is this child? Unknowing and foolish
Ready to drown his innocence with those absent-minded thoughts
He who cannot taste power, cannot survive
He will die sooner or later, never knowing what it truly takes
To live in this already-bleak world

With all his impatience and anger, the murderer took his knife
And pierced the very heart of the naiive child
Blood seeped from the dead corpse
Flooding the very sinful streets with pure crimson liquid
Tainting the road and sidewalks with its scarlet gleam

With a disgusted look, the murderer spoke,
"Boy, there is nothing in this world that could be saved
This is how the world works, runs, and lives
We all live under a blade, seeking power from others
If it's not power being sought, then death is your only future
One way or another, we are thieves of this world
We take away what life has offered for us and use it to thrive
Let your blood be made an example of
In reality, love, kindness, salvation, and grace
Are nothing but fantasies cowards chase
Only to escape what they already live in."