Look at

Look at his wrist

No watch still you can tell the time

Look at the mist

No hatch still I call the future mine

It wouldn’t do you harm

If you knew the rules, it’s a place of charm

Wait

Let me tell you to this very date

People die

Nothing civil about our war, we stopped asking why

Now

Holding AKs, we used to put our hands to the plough

Don’t judge

You don’t understand our situation very much

Hate?

Love is the cure, they say better late

Than never

I stay loyal, does it make you feel any better

World beyond

We try to understand but we don’t comprehend

At last

I understand the future led by the past

Together

With the present, it mould me forever

Imagine

Leaving the care provided by your suburb mansion

Come

To the city of pain, education makes you feel numb

Function

The moment you think, you face destruction

Chad

Provided by the artificial limb who cut

His leg

When a silent grenade chopped, putting him to bed

Macabre?

Is not the only picture, don’t make me take it further

Pain

Children who wait for water in vain

Plain

Haem dries on the walls, bone marrow shapes the terrain

Wisdom

Surrounded by a desert but the mind comes to blossom

Nomad life

Story tellers, ancestors who left an imprint to survive

Indian Ocean

Washes away the stain, blood, sweat and tears of my nation

It wouldn’t do you harm

If you knew the rules, it’s a place of charm

Look at his wrist

No watch still you can tell the time

Look at the mist

No hatch still I call the future mine

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