Back To the Same Family

My parents and my siblings stayed in their boxes Not aggravating anyone, trusting others to do the same I flew to the ceiling on my magic carpet, determined to be a dove Why do you want peace? They asked, taking out their guns. They shot me down, but I escaped. Ending up in heaven for a bit. We are sending you back to the same family, the angels said. You have much to teach them. I arrived back at earth kicking and screaming.