The anger, the fears, the chaos in which we entrenched ourselves.
How did we fall into this room full of so many lies?
Dipping our toes in waters so shallow, so shallow.
Getting sucked in, the quicksand won't let go.
Admitting the truth is to shatter ones ego.
So ashamed of what you've done.
So many mistakes have been made, people died, and there is going back now.
Pity the fool, that doesn't understand the consequences following fabricated propaganda blindly.
But no more then that.
Because they must learn violence has no place in our hearts or minds.
No matter how badly you believe you have been wronged.
No matter the justification.
Only in the case self defense.
Even then we have to evaluate if you put yourself in that perilous position.
No more pre-emptive pretenses.
You should be be jailed full stop, and sentence.
Their should be no pardon, or escape.
I don't care what promises or excuses were made.
What you did was wrong.
And no matter what you say the responsibility is all yours.
So own it, or don't.
But you are going where you belong.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Thanks, I wrote that one by thinking of the capital riots, and how some of those precipitating believe they did nothing wrong