Sshh my blue eyed son, don't you shed a tear.
The man is no more, the man who evoked fear.
He killed his own they said, he killed his foe
He tortured who he captured and his own demise he did sow
He crossed the fence to the neighbor's house
He started those fires earth's water couldn't douse
If we let him live he would have killed us all my son
Little choice, we had to kill him, my little one.
Sshh my son don't tremble anymore and be afraid
You are in our world, my safe hands like I said
We never kill our foes, leave alone our own
Our captive we forgive and our sins we atone
We don't bomb out cities and we trespass not our neighbors
We make the world more peaceful, ruling it with our sabres.
The man is no more, the man who evoked fear.
He killed his own they said, he killed his foe
He tortured who he captured and his own demise he did sow
He crossed the fence to the neighbor's house
He started those fires earth's water couldn't douse
If we let him live he would have killed us all my son
Little choice, we had to kill him, my little one.
Sshh my son don't tremble anymore and be afraid
You are in our world, my safe hands like I said
We never kill our foes, leave alone our own
Our captive we forgive and our sins we atone
We don't bomb out cities and we trespass not our neighbors
We make the world more peaceful, ruling it with our sabres.
Hush my baby, the demon's dead once and for all
Look at the heavens - a hard rain's a-gonna fall.
Post Script: I wrote this the same day the former Iraqi dictator Saddam Hussein was executed - on live camera. I am no fan of Saddam like I am no fan of either hypocrisy or the act of taking away something that we cannot give back.
Let some rain fall on this parched earth - let it be the rain that brings peace and feeds that little girl in Somalia who doesn't know terror as much as she knows hunger.
Look at the heavens - a hard rain's a-gonna fall.
Post Script: I wrote this the same day the former Iraqi dictator Saddam Hussein was executed - on live camera. I am no fan of Saddam like I am no fan of either hypocrisy or the act of taking away something that we cannot give back.
Let some rain fall on this parched earth - let it be the rain that brings peace and feeds that little girl in Somalia who doesn't know terror as much as she knows hunger.
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