We failed Father. How so, Son? They assassinated him. Yes, I know. You've said nothing. What's to say? Justice wasn't served. I know. It was vengeance. I thought vengeance was mine. I thought justice was mine. Yes, from me. We failed. I gave him the Q'uran. I gave them the Way. I gave all of them free will. Sometimes they leave themselves with no right choice. I suppose it's my fault. ... And mine. My child is dead to me. ... And so are so many others.
©2011, John A. Mills