The melting ice cream

I know pain

I have seen hope

Nowhere to run

Nowhere to hide

I am a failed revolution

Just picking what is left

Thinking the unthinkable

Supporting a lost cause

Pursuing a gone case

Once thought that nothing is beyond help

I am the judge, jury and executioner

But you cannot bring back the dead  

He

He can play with words

He can even slay with them

He thinks high

But only of himself

You do not know him

But you owe him

He is the king who knows no father

All that bad that is out there

He was the target

He is the victim

Whosoever told him the truth

He jumped on him

Like a mouse in danger

Otherwise happy to nibble away

Anything that is good or bad

He lives under his own pity

He licks his wounds to keep them fresh

He who do not want your respect

He who only wishes for your sympathy