My Liberation

I know they messed things up.
Flew a train, fucked up many bricks
But you cannot put the blame on me.

Now I just need resurrection.
They called it liberation.
They came and took my baby, Olly-away.

No no, but there’s no hope.
I’m not a decent guy that deserves their baptism.
No no, there’s no hope
for a barbarian’s bastard.
I should just stay my place, abiding by my fate.

You know the insurgency,
which forced us to flee.
I can never see my home again.
The one who created this game,
which forced us to flee,
didn’t came to join the fun.

Le Lam.


Featured Image Credit: AFP

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