They came in with talks of peace and promises of plenty.
They made us work and dig
And with joy we did
Our songs of love kept us strong
As on the dreams of tomorrow we hung.
With our children on our backs we dug
Motivated about their future we dug and dug until the hills became plains.
With satisfaction we smiled at the work of hands.
Hugging, kissing and celebrating as we sang
But with the setting of the sun all was gone
Our hard work turned into pain and hurt
They tricked us.
They were selfish. Ah! so mean and selfish.
Now in the quiet of our homes,
And with heavy hearts we cry
How we wished someone would hear us
In a world where peace is preached but tyranny is practiced.
How we wished we could freely share our views and ideas
And still be a life to hug and guide our kids.
It feels like a secret scared of exposure
God be our helper!
Though they be wishes today,
Tomorrow would be different.
So we wish…
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