And held an AK47 for a candle.
We have been immersed in cold blood:
To wash away our tears and fear.
From that moment we joined the bundle
of the family of damnation-not salvation.
We were baptised with gunfire,
And danced to drums of machine guns.
The rhythm was quite fascinating to hear!
And the actions matched the tunes:
murder and rape of the innocent.
We were baptised with gunfire;
And shall not worry about tomorrow,
for we are confirmed the leaving dead.
From the day of our miscarriage,
our death begun in front of the barrel;
we are assured to meet our fate-
your fate too, though in different ways.
But when we baptised with gunfire,
And you with Holy water have died,
shall the judge apply same parameters?
Why? We don't uphold similar virtues,
For ours is death and survival-
yet, yours is faith and salvation.
So, let the load be fair then.
« return.