Reflecting on all the violence I have seen. I want to to thank my mother my dear mother, who has done so much for me. I have cried and have been desperately lonely. For I believed that no one understood me and everyone was against me. Those evil men who took my life did not think twice about it. Beowulf the most evil of them all, is like a creature himself. His prideful lust can be seen through his eyes. His hatred and anger for me, is something I will never understand. I only seek to survive as did my mother, but he killed her so wickedly. Oh mother, I ask for your forgiveness, for the sacrifice that you have made on my behalf. I was unable to say this because my heart was heavy with anger and rage. Now mother I have of a God one who will help us take revenge. I have begun gathering my soldiers so that we could be strong against these evil wicked men, who have no regard for anyone but there own. I will pay back the debt that I owe you mother, and I shall never forget the love that you have shown me. There is no mother like you, and there shall never be. You are a brave soldier and I want you to be the leader of this army, there are many people who need your wisdom and your love. Do not worry mother very soon the men who have killed you and those who have caused others harm as well, will be destroyed, and with God we will be capable of doing so. Is it not marvelous! However that is beside the point I want to make, I know that I was not so good of a son to you. But I want you to know, that I am aware of all the sacrifices that you have made, not a father nor a man could ever do what you did. With all of my heart I love you!