Ethnic cleansing, that’s a new name for murder
Ethnic cleansing, there’s a lot going on
forcing people over the border
making them sing to a different song
Crime & torture, killing & burning
pushing people, this way & that
children turning, forever turning
scared to stop, to see where there at
Mother’s weeping, struggling forward
Granny’s praying, to a God who doesn’t hear
the river of people, press forever onward
everyone frightened, living with fear
Their men have gone, been herded away
husbands, brothers, nephews & sons
where did they take them? how long must they stay
will the women be forever, all on their own
Onwards & onwards, their spirit unraveling
step by step they keep plodding on
does the world even know, these people are traveling
does anyone care? that they now don’t belong
Oh there’s the border, we’ve made it to safety
come on my family, we’ll be all right here
I cannot believe, we made it here safely
keep your head up high, just wipe that tear
But the country we’ve come to, they don’t seem to want us
it seems we are just a nuisance to them
don’t they know, we were forced, by circumstances beyond us
we don’t want to cause trouble, that was never our aim
So we will sit in the camp, you provided for us
& we will eat, of the food, the world, sent to assist
& we will try to adapt, with the minimum, of fuss
as we all wait to see, which way it will twist
Who knows what will happen, not you, my brother
will we be refugees, for the rest of our days
will families be reunited, with one another
will we one day go Home, or must we stay
Will this be the last time, there’ll be Ethnic cleansing
how many more times, must they perpetrate this
how many groups, are fearfully sensing
a time when it’s their turn, to fall in the abyss
