First memories I have , I was five, my brain recalls some strange visions
living far away amongs souls.. of different colour and religions
Bowls ..of love we were given, in form of a traditional dish
any demand we had , were given to us, like a Come-tru-wish
We were all sisters and brothers, serving the same god
no metter what in our house he was called
We are all the same race, was the moto at school
I didnt understand anything than, i was a naive fool.
My best friend was over my house everyday
he would comeover, cops and robbers we would play.
They were good tims, filled with love and no worries
Killing and murdering was left for the war stories.

One day Everything turned on its head,
Mom came rushing home, my best friend was dead
We got out of the city, ran to another place
Suddenly everywhere we went , we were like a different race
Then the bombs droped, it was a scary sight
i wouldnt leave my mother, held her tight
People were now dieing , all around
At first my mother cried, latter she never let out a sound
It was a war now, againsed people of the same kind
The reason for this sudden hate i couldnt find
Over a quoter of a million dead in less than 3 years
Even this day i wake up in the morning with tears

To this day, I have doubts about this world - its all fake
I should have died - god made a mistake
I was lied - to , My brothers turned againsed me
And the post effect is here for all to see
Next time you feel safe, just take a moment and think
as i found out, evrything can turn upside down - in a blink