The Godly Devil
From far they traveled
Their lands they abandoned
To see the power of our beauty
Tourists you nicknamed them
Forest, you called me
With green color I celebrated in joy
My body you caressed with care
But why now,
What did I not do right?
Where did I really go wrong?
That with panga you now harm me
Into my veins you inject venom of destruction
Like gang of floods you merciless disposes me
With shameful bald, you have left me
What offense did I commit?
Rain I gave you
With no greedy heart, fresh air I surrendered
Your body smells gold
But your heart, the hurting stone
When am deforested you smile
With fresh water, your thirst I relieved
But why oh why
You now turn me into a laughing stock
With your bitter minds, my belongings you take away
Tears flood down my cheeks
When with your sharp hoes,
You pierce thorns, into fresh of my banks
Your mouth spits out words of comfort
But your mind, the dwelling place of destruction
When I silt you rejoice
To you the godly devil
We shade our tears
The wounds you have given us are painful
The baldness is shameful
We need our belongs back
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