The dust has settled

On this burnt out land

Wiping up a desert storm of hatred

“Get out of My Land”

 

This bastard generation took it upon themselves

To set fire to happiness

Torch a refugee home

Spit in the face of their neighbour,

 Drilled holes of hatred into their children’s eyes

 

The dust has settled

On this burnt out land

 

The dust had settled …

Poisoned the waterways and arteries

Of our land

 

Leaving behind only

This bastard generation