Subjugated to elated judgement,

Spoken waves of emotion unto masses to create commotion.

A pseudo cause for grevous means,

Boys barely green made mean.

Sent In motion of a bias morality,

How could it be?

You see

He protects his family across sea,

Killing and proclaiming his deeds.

But all the same so does he,

So who’s the real enemy?

A question drentched in grey,

Who’s to say what you’ll be.

Who panders these dysfunctional moralities?

For is it his fault or the ones you cant see?

Rulers used to lead but now they’re no where to be seen,

Sitting behind screens.

One can’t help but ponder,

When does a man become a monster?