No justice no peace
Know justice, know peace
No justice no peace
Know justice, know peace
An anger grows that I cant contain
And whilst I resist and exercise restrain
Only death will ease my eternal pain
I see all my people, homeless, slain
Men in suits continue talks
Rioters riot, demonstrators walk
All in the name of my free land
But the answers are here, and in my hand
Should action emerge from your vacant words
We would not be suffered with this curse
Whilst numbers grow and talks go on
Let me tell you of lives now gone
Ali, and his children five,
three now dead only two survive
Hayat, the widow has no more teeth
They are buried with her children deep beneath
A building which was safe, but now
An investigation will be launched, to how
Could you send weapons that would cause this
We used to live side by side in bliss
We shared a God and our daily bread
Now I wish your children dead
Tears of blood, I swear shall be shed
The world does nothing but stand and claim
They fired the first shot, surely they’re to blame
Did you not teach us democracy?
This is a shameful hypocrisy
Your lies are apparent and it’s you who’s lost
Your soul’s are diseased, and at what cost?
I promise mothers will know the pain
Of burying their children who will be slain
Not in God’s, but in my name.
And you may stand afar and judge me but
I am simply a creation of your product.
And for the violence you incurred back then,
Is now punishment for all of our children.
So when the cycle enters the next phase
Prepare yourself for these days
So I sit where was my home
My family dead, I am now alone
Do you really expect me to care
About the family safeguarded over there?
So scared and also ignorant
Fixated on fear and our detriment
My compassion died with my wife
My mercy with my daughter’s life
My want of peace broke with my son’s skull
My hate for you will now grow old
So I prepare this belt I strap
No sweat drips from my face or back
I know no heaven awaits, only hell
But I’m already there, and here I dwell
Maybe by chance I will take
The child of that soldier that will make
Their country mourn from this day fourth
Why is our blood less valuable that yours?