This one here is inspired by the conflict in Iraq. Hope you like it.
Spoken words poetry sort of
Salam (peace) to you my brothers and sisters
I bared witness to the atrocities
Committed in the name of democracy
Can’t you see, the hypocrisy?
Follow me as I report from the battle field,
where my brothers blood is spilled
on daily basis. Traces of carnage is all I see.
Now bare with me, truth must be told,
cuz my heart is gettin’ cold.
Sooner or later it’s gonna explode
I must confess
I’m feeling oppressed.
No ambitions of becoming king.
Just a better life for my next of kin.
For my brothers for my sisters.
For Christians for Jews
Leave me for mine and
And I shall leave you for yours.
Wait, listen cuz it’s not over.
Covert operations
to assassinate Sunni patients
Under the protection of helicopters
as they hover over
Meanwhile bodies being dragged through the street
Can’t find peace even in the confinement of my retreat
I shall never proclaim defeat.
How many times I’ve told ya
I am God’s Solja
Spoken words poetry sort of
Salam (peace) to you my brothers and sisters
I bared witness to the atrocities
Committed in the name of democracy
Can’t you see, the hypocrisy?
Follow me as I report from the battle field,
where my brothers blood is spilled
on daily basis. Traces of carnage is all I see.
Now bare with me, truth must be told,
cuz my heart is gettin’ cold.
Sooner or later it’s gonna explode
I must confess
I’m feeling oppressed.
No ambitions of becoming king.
Just a better life for my next of kin.
For my brothers for my sisters.
For Christians for Jews
Leave me for mine and
And I shall leave you for yours.
Wait, listen cuz it’s not over.
Covert operations
to assassinate Sunni patients
Under the protection of helicopters
as they hover over
Meanwhile bodies being dragged through the street
Can’t find peace even in the confinement of my retreat
I shall never proclaim defeat.
How many times I’ve told ya
I am God’s Solja
, anyhow keep it up man