bad legacies

You left 1884 behind, 1961 came you misused it 1972, you were doomed 1990, it seemed like joy but no 2016 your people smiled in their death see the homeless, fatherless, widows now bury their husbands, heads rolling in roads that are gutters People roasted like fish yet it never mattered to you, only drinks and women did See the troubles your children face, many bellies are swollen, yet these bellies can't talk, they fear execution When shall you correct these bad legacies? The desert has visited the grass field And the hungry mourners are fleeing Into the hands of death.