The Refugee: Is it Ever Too Late For Peace?
- Kay Urlich
The Refugee
Here they come guns ablaze
The shootings been for days and days
For my boy child only seven
Death is all he knows of Heaven
This is my neighbor killing me
Destroying fields so he may see
Where we are still alive
Scrambling out we again survive
I yearn for life a simple way
To feed my children every day
But it’s not easy this I know
To find the peace where love can grow.
So I go about the land eating from anothers hand
I care not about mens fights
All that talk about their rights
Nothing has worked for so long
Who is right? Who is wrong?
Foolish pride is what I see
Egos large as can be
Foolish egos that's for sure
Spending money on a war
And that is just the cheapest part
I can’t count the loss of hearts
It is not the war I fight
It’s ignorance, cold numbing fright
People wanting to be right
When will they learn
What can I say
To make this big mess go away
So I go about the land eating from anothers hand
One child left she’s only five
Is she going to stay alive?
To grow up and see all this
God, my babies I will miss
And if she grows up what’s in store?
Bearing children to feed a war?
So it ploughs on down the line
Cutting through your heart and mine
Through generations
I don’t know how many
Into the future, if there is any
To the small ones, what’s this we say?
Teaching them to hate this way
Or is there more for them to know?
Within them now forgiveness sow
Into young lives compassion bring
Teach them love so they can sing
The time is now to start anew
A force of peace to blow right through
All emotion hurt and blame
The cause that feeds this bloody game
Serve no cause that breeds the hate
For some, I know this comes too late
But time is now to nurse no more
The grinding force that suckles war
