The Evil In The Heart Of Men Flee
The Wounds That Caused Me Nothing But Pain And Shame Would Surely Heal
My Smile I Would At Last Regain
The Stone That Lies Deep Down My Chest At The Centre Of My Rib Cage Would Soften
And A Heart Full Of Love Would Arise And Become Flesh
Our Mothers Would No Longer Desire To Set Their Homes On Fire
And Our Fathers Would Realise Why They Should Adore Their Wives
Instead Of Chasing Them With Knifes
When True Love Leads
Hatred Would No Longer Be Seen
Lust Would Now Be Regarded As Nothing Else But Sin
Wars! Crisis! Chaos!
Would Be Placed Under Our Foot
We Would No Longer Run For Our Dear Lives
Our Children Won’t Be Afraid To Picture Their Future In The Stars
Dreams! Goals! Ambitions!
Won’t Be Stepped Upon By Bourgeois’s Right Before Our Very Eyes.
When Love Leads!
God Leads!

By

Princess Pirinye