It may be demons you're fighting,
But it's angels dying.
And people like me caught in-between.
Good intentions you're laying,
But the path you are paving?
Not sure if it leads where you think.
And I 'm not saying you're wrong.
I'm not claiming I'm right.
Not conceding that there's one or the other.
I just want you to wait,
Halt your raging crusade,
Before one thing leads to another.
So caught up in the ends
That you forgo twists and bends,
And turn a blind eye to the means.
You have something to prove,
But much more to lose.
There is time: you're still green.
And while there are battles worth picking,
And wars worth pursuing,
How you fight matters just as much as who wins.
So just take a breath,
And take stock of what's left,
Before you can't turn back because you're too far in.
