I beg you dear father,
Please do not scold.
I was a good boy -
Did what I was told.
I held my fear,
I kept my head
And when he was near
I shot him dead.

Then a bullet found me
And as I fell
On a one way ticket
To my personal hell,
I looked at my enemy
And thought of you.
Realized we all bleed red.
Who knew?