So this is how they made the desert bloom?
Smudging our lives with colour of doom
Maim, slay, defame night and day
Choke our world charcoal and grey
Suck our joy with a mushroom cloud
Shred our smiles, devilish piercing sounds
Mutilate children with dead glazed eyes
Slash, tear and torture earth and skies
Then wonder why we are not grateful
Why don’t we shower them with love they so crave
What kind of thoughts go through their minds
Why so blind to truth before their eyes
Will they ever come to understand
Laws of nature never knows favours
No one above, no one below
Every action has an opposite reaction
Equal in measure, opposite in direction
Each and every soul reaps what it sows
Defiant we remain until we’re free
Scrape out the dust of war, no more grey
All shades of beauty, paint back our life
Rainbows in the sky, meadows lush and green
A day of jubilation, nothing like they’ve ever seen
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