Hiding our innocence, Ashamed of our pride,
We watch all our saviors, Go out & die,
The feeling is worthless useless & shame,
We cried for our heros but hated when they came,
The villain has tricked us, He hid in our ranks,
Made us fear our own heros, & all of their strengths,
The heros now awestruck, At the children they once saved,
As they ran to the blacktops, Killing the Brave,
The heros are saddened, They knew they were done,
They forgave all the children, For the pain they begun,
The few last heros, Were taken as slaves,
They had to watch as the Villain, Put the children into an early grave...,
The moral is simple, I know it is true,
No matter how your misguided, He will always love you