It burns me when I see you fall
It kills me when you stall
A river of tears flow when I see you bathe in blood
When fire rains down from the sky
It burns me when I see you burn
When blood spills on roads that are dry
It cuts me through when I see bodies burn
Oh LORD, what have I done
The home I grew in
The garden I played in
Those flowerbeds I once watered
Are now they nothing more than
A house more like a ruin from past
A flowerbed home to thorns, alas!
A garden that once housed green grass
But now grass has turned red.
I cry like an orphan
They've taken everything
I saw them helplessly taking everything
I saw them burning my house
I saw them slaughtering my brothers and sisters like scapegoats
And painted my garden with their blood
I sit down
Helplessly I stare and ask
Why me??
Then I listen
Don't cry son
Its been my fate written.
When the young fall
When respect for women is nowhere at all
And the integrity of men stall
Universe witnesses
A nation's fall..
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