You Help Me With Your Guns

You help me with your gun Your mind had been casted strong with an iron reinforcement of wrong guileful tied my life to your machines and you help me with your guns Your heart sees me as a contender  Because I had what you wander While you are pauper And you help me with your guns When in anger you help me with guns When disagreeing with my brother; When he is against you And you help me with your guns We are now me and you together we started killing my brother with me and your guns you are far far from me and you help me with your guns When I realised your motive And me to pursue the right part Then you called me a tyrant And you defy to give me your guns You now pointed your guns at me And you now called me your enemy The people your guns killed And now you said I commit a genocide My death brothers are displayed like an Olympic gold medals Who are we competiting with? Is there another planet? You forgot I killed with your guns And you forgot you open my eyes And showed me your lifestyle, ur manse Now my lifestyle make no sense to you Luckily your guns had their rivals Across Atlantic you had your rivals And i would freely gift your survival And i would dealt with you randomly It would be me pointing the guns You would complain about my goads You would called me a vicious Murderer, madman, tyrant, repellents My guns with aggressive face of Gods, With the fire of dragoons, The blood of Arabs, The brain of Nigerians, The resilient of Persians The skill of Romans, and the minds  of Americans You said that your rivals guns are faux How can i trust your facts? when you brainwash me with your guns to wept out my clan. Kakamu jnr.