For we Wept.

Why did we hurt them? Note: I made this scenario long before the scenario that inspired this song; I played a god of peace. A god of quiet A leader A follower Even when everything began to cease Sitting on a lone guyot Named the feeder Though I grew hollower Larger than the world And smaller than sand I cared and cried They flared and died A banner unfurled Across broken land Echoes the sound Far beneath the ground For we wept And for they wept.