I don't want to kill,
But when it comes to my instincts...

Gunshots rattling,
Armies are battling...

I really lived a happy life,
No matter what I really say...

I'm a teacher,
Knowledge is my weapon...

Clear this field of soldiers,
Take your guns and fight...

This atrocity,
Flows with velocity...

This soldier was now in a coma,
Now back overseas...

Since the start of the Cold War,
Nuclear war has been a fiasco...

I'm a terrorist,
Ready to break these American necks...

Experiences eventually transform to writing,
From an event to memory...

Hey Little Larry,
Please don't resort to violence...

A metaphoric blaze,
Like a deer in headlights...