Bombs, murder, hate, greed,

intolerance, belligerence, and vulnerability.

I'm sorry, so so sorry.

Wars that shouldn't have been, people that shouldn't have died.

Masses starving surrounded by wealth, masses suffering genecide.

I'm sorry, so so sorry.

I placed great systems in this world, but I can see now there are flaws,

mistakes in the manegerial department, especially in the laws.

I tried my hardest to provide what I could,

you've tried to maintain, as I've understood.

Fresh air that is poisoned, it's my bad really.

Islands that have moistened, i shouldn't have ignored them freely.

I cared too much about what I could make next,

that I left the world unattended,

And your cries and pleas for help,

I left suspended.

It's really my fault for leaving you alone,

trusting that you could do well on your own.

You all want to believe this is all my doing,

I didn't make your guns, I didn't start the shooting.

You're children with dangerous toys,

made from matter I strewn out carelessly,

thinking I was giving you tools for good,

I don't know exactly when it got messy.

Now I'm no cynical being,

and I will not blame you,

for turning good into evil,

what else did you have to do?

You must have been undeniably bored without slaughtering men or expanding types of sicknesses,

I should have been there to stop you in all those instances.

My duty was to babysit you, even though I thought you knew better.

I had at least hoped my children would try and stand together.

But I will give credit where credit is due,

I'm sorry, so so sorry, 

that i created you.