The Burning

I close my eyes, I see the sun

Smiling while facing the barrel of a gun

How come?

Came this far, did not come for war

War brought the battle to me

Came for peace, peace grew tired and

Fell asleep

Should that day come, I will be ready

Eyes closed smiling, trying to choose my words

Carefully, so that I may speak sensibly

Speaking to the creator

When I am alone

" I cannot do this alone, I would not be here

if you had not sent for me, may their weapons

That have been fashioned and formed against us

Turn to dust, may their bombs fizzle out and bust

In a gust, it's just us against them, we did not choose

Our enemies, they chose us, I hope in every bush there's

A ram and help will come from another realm, if not

Here I am and Here we go"