They Gave Their Lives So That We Can Live

That dreary August Sunday morning Peace like a river in Ozubulu was flowing Merchants of death wielding the tools of their trade were lurking To strangle peace Of the day just dawning Vengeance was the mission Anger from business gone awry the vision But missing the ultimate prey They pounced on worshipers assembled to pray And they died! Victims of a society in search of lost values And they were massacred! Martyrs of a society in a hypocritical quagmire And they were slaughtered! Like lambs on the altar of mammon And they were brutally sent forth! Unwilling partakers in man's depravity And they were summarily dispatched! Innocent victims of disobedience to God's injunction Give to Cesar what belongs to him and to God His due But they did not die in vain! Their demise showed us whom we are A nation in need of redemption They gave their lives so that we can live! .