A million faces young and old <br />Live in a nation so bold <br />Freedom claimed in their name <br />Became a deceitful and deadly game <br />Baby’s cry <br />Children die <br />Family’s fight to feed <br />Stealing becomes a need <br />I was there in the sand <br />And killed with my own hand <br />In the land of Babylon <br />How many more young and old <br />Pay the price for a story told <br />Has justice ever shined <br />I think all are blind <br />By the patriots song <br />Actions wrong <br />For the land of Babylon <br />Fear of those young and old <br />In that land of Babylon <br />Dictated democracy’s fun <br />By the land of western sun <br />Graves dug <br />And songs sung <br />Poems wrote <br />The people vote <br />Because of the land of Babylon <br />When those young become old <br />Will they love the freedom sold <br />Will it be the offer <br />Or something softer <br />Under the oppression of a shopping mall? <br />Poor will fall... <br />Will families fight to feed? <br />And steel because of need? <br />In the land of Babylon <br />Many million faces young and old <br />In that nation so bold <br />Torn apart by lies <br />Each brother dies <br />History repeats <br />Beneath our feat <br />In the land of Babylon <br />Millions of faces young and old <br />Tire of our story cold <br />Blood red anger stirs inside <br />And no longer will abide <br />Murderous freedom <br />In the land of Babylon<br /><br />Samson Minder<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-land-of-babylon/
