Killing Their Children

People start killing, people can stop it.

They came from many countries
Across the great water
They needed places for family, food and shelter
We shared, sometimes willingly, sometimes not
For this was our home through many generations

They fought us o attempt genocide
They fought amongst themselves
They formed a government
They wanted rules
To help keep them from arguing, fighting, killing

To help limit their greed, their racism

Their government sometimes
Did good things to bring order
Their government sometimes
Did bad things to bring chaos

Chaos is what they bring today
They are killing their children
In the fields of far off wars
In their schools
In the streets

In despair
I would leave for my original country
But this is my original country