Inflammable

All your praise
Cannot erase
How we got to now

Promises broken
Words misspoken
And actions we did allow

We thought we knew
Enough to pursue
Greater good for the kingdom

But fear we inspired
With all that transpired
Birthed tyranny instead of freedom

Now barbarians are at the gate
Who’s worse–them or those our people truly hate?
We have earned their ire

And as we abuse away
The power that kept our real enemy at bay
We have lit the match
To set our world on fire