Struggle for Peace

Flying bricks

And shattered glass

Stolen goods

And clouds of gas

Burning shops

And burning cars

The past is here

With brand new scars

Rubber bullets

And steel batons

Running feet

As chaos dawns

Clenching fists

And shouting tongues

Burning eyes

And burning lungs

Cries for justice

In the smoke

Scales of justice

That are broke

Under knee

A dying breath

Under tree

A dangling death

Stolen lives

And shattered dreams

Poppa cries

As momma screams

A past of death

That’s still alive

Hardened hearts

Where hatred thrives

Blinded eyes

And stolen sight

In a darkness

Much too bright

Repetition

Of past sins

Where father ends

And son begins

When past is past

When past is dead!!

That’s the day

We’ll move ahead

Until that time

Until that day

Our nation dies

And wastes away!