SOUL CRY

Wicked are your souls, you rogues
As you shoot your arrows at our soles
And make us run for cover in holes
In a land that belongs to our bones 

You can shoot us down in whole
But you can never kill our soul
For we will never be afraid of those
Who kill the body and not the soul
We will only be afraid of the creator of our souls
Who can destroy in hell, both body and soul

For only a penny 
One can buy two sparrows yet, 
Not one sparrow 
When shot with an arrow 
Falls to the ground without His consent
Why then do you hold us in high contempt?

You want to take over our land without our heart's Consent
After you and your herds have fed to your heart's content
You give in to wicked and selfish urges
When differences could have been settled 
With gentle and peaceful nudges
Your medulla just stopped working
Unable to decipher justice at dawn

Oh! Images of maimed and dead bodies
Make my stomach churn and purge
And cuts through my heart like
Would a punch
And because our faith forbids us throw a retaliation punch
We find comfort in the belief that only God, will judge.

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