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Flaming Swords

This is a sword
This sword is mine
This sword is yours
This sword is theirs
This sword is ours

This sword is power
This sword is choice

This sword is my power of choice
This sword is your power of choice
This sword is their power of choice
This sword is our power of choice

This sword can do and undo

This sword can make or mar

This sword should be used with sense

Or this sword should be kept away

FOR THIS SWORD CAN END EVERYTHING
BEFORE ITS TIME

I am a leader
I run the state

I am a freedom fighter
I hide in caves

He is a terrorist
A menace to the people

He is an oppressor
Denying us our rights

Our husbands have gone to war

Our children now carry guns

We all search for peace by going to war

Peace keeping force

Is equal to peace by force

Peace and force, no bed fellows

We all search for peace by going to war

My way is the way

His way is a way, mine is the way

My truth is the truth

My truth is the truth

Your truth may be a truth but never the truth

The land is mine

The land is mine

They mine the land

They foul the air

They pollute the waters

All I do is for peace

All I do is for freedom

They fight for justice but tilt the scale

We kill our earth for all to live

No retreat no surrender
Shout the slogan and throw the bombs
Take some lives to save some lives
All for what if I may ask?

People are dying the world is crying
See the flames and cringe in fear
Open your eyes and smell the anger
All for what if I may ask?

All around there’re news of war
Any excuse is good enough
Kith and kin at loggerheads
All rejoice with daggers drawn
All for what if I may ask?

Die today and live in heaven
Fight for God- destroy His works
Don’t forget the trees and fishes
Even the animals must burn with them
All for what if I may ask?

A child unborn is lucky unborn
For what is the gain to born then burn
Born again or burn again
The thirst for blood is turn by turn
All for what if I may ask?

All we want is just to scorn
To fight for all including a corn
We snore or wreck from dusk till dawn
We kill ourselves then start to mourn
All for what if I may ask?

The seat of power is hot I know
But what is done with power is low
The ones with power continue to growl
They think of not the ones below
All for what if I may ask?

Spitter of fire the heat is higher
Drainer of blood think of God
Drop the arms and save the world
Generations unborn will want to know
What you did to curb the chaos

All we ask is peace of mind
For all to see the world as one
Bury the hatchet not in bones
The heart that hates can love for sure
Open your heart and save the world

In tears for fear for tomorrow we plead.

Oriade 270107.