I sat down to write a poem today,
I have got too much to write yet nothing to say,
The adrenaline has got my heart beating this fast,
My thoughts speak of something but hands can't do the task,
There was a time when all I needed was a pen to write,
Now I can't pick one thing until my emotions end up in a fight,
You see, there's not one side of my world I want you to see,
There's a lot to give but only if you're willing to creep,
So take your time, maybe today is not the day,
This evening, we can just have some tea and pray,
And when tomorrow comes we'll bring our weapons,
We'll scribble down the words and wait until destruction finally happens