When I was young I raged that they’d
Blow up horse guards’ parade.
I’d cried already, writ my words
For Mums and children dying
With no arms’n legs’n eyes. They said
It was for God. They lied.
When I was young I thought that I
Could stand and say my piece
For peace. The rhymes fell off the page.
The world grew up to rage
Again and on a different stage they’re waging
War for God. They lie.
Catholic and Protestant, they lied.
Christian and Muslim lie
the same as then, again today,
It’s other people die
Still wondering why