I look back on the memories we’ve had sometimes ago When life was free for every one of us, both young and old When hiding in dilapidated buildings wasn’t a survival technique And death was from nature, not a man-made epidemic
When our young ones were free to go to school, grow up and become men who’ll rule And the dead sons of our land weren’t having their cadavers along the road-path When our daughters were whole to be married And not hampered like now as they have to be carried
I’ll look back on the time happiness was never far from our sides And joy wasn’t gotten from seeing our enemies die I’ll look back on the building up front With so many moments had therein, good and bad, all that we hold fond
I’ll remember that fahir was in us too But now, as soon as the day brings itself new I’ll see that the brother I’ve had my whole life is gone To his end of time at the mercy of a ******’s shot
I’ll go to the death-counter, and see another sun’s been decimated And another light has just been put off All for what? The land, Power, Money, Or religion?
Another 12-Year’ld has just been laid to rest With his mother wailings as the day before yesterday, he laid on her chest, Promised her “I will grow up, become a feared militant and put the wars to an end” But, he has just been pushed off of earth
We had holidays Now only morning days Yet as the dust fills our faces We’ll hold on to our faith
For someday, we shall all together, say “It was all yesterday” So for this, I’ll always remember us this way!