Tonight, we moan
For love that is alien to Earth
For the pain you bear
We cry for you Paris
For love, we weep
For thee mother Earth
For men’s ruthlessness
And the hatred that stays
Bombs, hate and anger
Humanity in taste for vengeance
Destroys the efforts of centuries past
And innocent souls made to waste
If we understand the pain we cause each other
Then we could fall in love again with ourselves
Let there be change and repentance
Let’s pray for care and love
For Paris in times of tribulation
When days turn nights
And when terror strikes the hearts of men
We pray and console
For Paris as she mourns her dead in the 13th November, 2015 attacks. May these souls Rest In Peace, Amen.
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