Why have we got this Father?
This jewel encrusted sword?
Our leader says we've earned it my boy
For carrying out his wishes
Of just having one superior race
But how have we earned this Father?
My boy you'll understand one day
And that day is not today
If I try and explain now
You'll hate me
For the rest of your days
So trust me my boy
You will understand one day
Just not today…not today
By Jay Basey © 2006
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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