The Oppositions power fell to the floor

To pick itself up it dirties the lives of the poor

Retracing its steps, insurmountable in gore

Placing diseases on our children’s plates, who are reaching out for more

Now the child’s tummy is swollen to the core

And mommy’s missing because she took the life of a whore

And when the people are just another pawn of war

We fail to protect those which under the stars we swore