People were bowing inside the old cave
when bullets silenced their prayers.
Fanatics ran to their guns to proclaim
to all of their enemies:
(Chorus)
You will die like the others before,
you have but a chance to wreak re-venge
be-fore you are turned to dust.
The ghosts of old horrors in Munich revived
to take their lives without shame.
Terror and loathing began a new reign,
blinding all eyes.
(Chorus)
Guarded by soldiers inured to their fate,
Shatila refugees died.
Force is allowed when you're part of the state
While everyone lies.
(Chorus)
When children are playing, they have no defense
against mortars, rockets, or guns.
The motive to kill random daughters and sons
is a terrorist sense:
(Chorus)
The Angel of Death is traveling the land
surveying the prospects for work.
But others have taken his job in their hands
And all he can say is,
(Chorus)
Rabin, like Sadat, made his choice
and by his choices he died
that others might live because he had tried,
as if he could say,
"I may die like the others before.
You have but a chance to make some peace
before you are turned to dust."
Copyright © 1994,
Sherman Dorn
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