Enabled.

The blood stained your hands.

Your orders, your commands.

When the end came,

He was holding by strands.

You ruled over him like a master.

You created this disaster.

He had no happiness.

No childhood.

No laughter.

No one to blame but you.

You will always do,

The things you do.

Preconditioned,

Thatʼs what they call it.

You needed him to fail.

You knew it and you taught it.

Now you play victim.

You are the crime.

I'd warn you for the future,

But there will be no "next time."