I looked into your eyes and

See a rare sight that

Breaks me.

Pure glass wings torn and suffering

All because of a broken promise.

As swords clash I watch you cry


I pray but I know there is

No God that can save us now.

As bodies fall besides us I hear

A voice that cries silently, hoping

That someone will save him.

I watch this suffering and

Wish that I can help somehow.

I prayed again, as I watched this

Endless killing, hoping that

Someday it will end.