You should have known better
Than to wish for such things
Choices made in anger
Seldom prove to be wise
But you were committed
Consumed by your ego
Cheered on by the cowards
Who believe all your lies
Just a fool with a crowd
Who forfeit his conscience
To serve the cheap drama
Your audience demands
While voices of wisdom
Determined to reach you
Were battered and silenced
By the back of your hands
They begged you to listen
To measure the fallout
The innocent victims
And collateral tears
Not what you intended
But just what you asked for
The ghosts of your making
Take roost between your ears
So keep the bricks you stole
From houses you destroyed
Their weight will remind you
Of the toll you must pay
This matter was settled
Long before it started
Your tribute to hatred
Could only end this way
Along with this goodbye
One tip before we part
In case the truth stops you
And looks you in the eye
To find absolution
And free your heavy heart
Be honest with yourself
Just once before your die
– Rondym Kiefe