Veins bulging and face blushing
Impulse takes control with tears rushing
A crushing blow lands sound on her face
Crumpling down into her son's embrace
A flashing glare is sent the young man's way
Before she rises pretending it's all okay
One little look to shape a lifetime to come
It said I hate you get away all in one
Someday soon you'll be just like him
Unleashing bitter anger on a whim
She was right, he'd love to fight
Absolutely all else purposefully unalike
Channeling the pain from injustice into a craft
Fighting for good until he breathes his last
A struggle for inner peace projected on the world
How is it that supposed peacekeepers are the most unfurled
