When War Bows

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!