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And so it was that night
When the hands of time
Fell upon the shoulders of my clan!
It was like the terrains of our only source,
Of our only hope will be lost.
When we heard those heavy footsteps
Pounce beyond the walls of our city gates,
Those footsteps that left imprints
Of the hand claps of death that rings
On the deepest inside of our beings,
On the fearful outside of our skins,
On the hidden makeup of our genes
And bringing remembrance of past sins!!
Our human frame became aquiver,
Our human structure became bitter
Because that night our city gate
Became the home of death rate!

That night I saw war bow to man,
That night man accepted war and never ran!
That night the eyes of our enemies
Never blinked or gave a wink of pity—
Their hands spilled blood within the city
And so I watched them detach
My brothers head with knives,
I watched my brother kneel
With head afloat
Slowly letting go drops of blood through his eyelids!
That night I saw war bow to man,
That night man accepted war and never ran!
That night the eyes of our enemies
Never blinked or gave a wink of pity—
Their hands spilled blood within the city
And so I watched a little child being burned
With fossil fuels showered upon her skin,
I watched the little child freeze
With mouths open wide,
Lying still and slowly giving up the ghost!!

That night I saw war bow to man,
That night man accepted war and never ran!

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