I remember you as that seven year old boy
Inviting me to play with your Power Ranger toy
Where was the innocence lost?
Where did it go?You’ve turned into someone I don’t like
And certainly don’t want to know.
The blood on your hands repulses me
How can you sleep at night?You used to fill me with joy but now only with fright.
You’re a boy, not a soldier or a man.
So reckless you attack on command.
Do you spare a thought for the families you affect
Your poisonous world will be riddled with regret.