Kamei

If ever there was a wind that brushed not through unkempt woods,
If ever there was a wish that bruised, undid all goods,
If ever there was a wage that took more than it never gave,
If ever there was a work that destroyed, that did not save,
If ever there was a wound that preached hate, cause it got no love,
If ever there was a wing that flew fearing hunt, not for the sky above,
If ever there was a wall that separated brothers under the sun,
If ever there was a wand that spread darkness in return of fun,
If ever there was a want that put a man before the world,
If ever there was a word that meant something, otherwise unfurled,
If ever there was a wrong, one of above maybe, I did,
Punish me father, forgive then, for I am no more a kid.

Kamei