In Honor Of Their Fallen Heroes Poem by Pheko Motaung

For peace to rule the world
One man allows himself to be
Insulted and crucified
And the crucifiers of our age
Abuse his name for profit
And they say they do it in
The name of their fallen heroes

It is alright young Michael
Be a man.Do not cry

For peace to be the megastar of
The world one man who has seen
Enough starts a holy war to end
The idol worship in the world
And the lesser men of our times
Misinterpret his philosophy and
Love for their selfish gain they
Say ad infinitum they do it
In the name of their fallen heroes

For love to unite the world
One man eats nothing for forty years
And although hungry he brings pure
Enlightenment to the relieved world
And the trivial men of our times
Commodify the enlightenment and they
Sell it to the gullible world to corrupt
Our friendship and that's why we fight

It is alright young Michael
Do not seek revenge for the messengers of
Peace and love and honor and justice
Were no fans of the spilling of blood

They say they act dishonorably thus
To honor their forefathers
They say they act like criminals like that
To honor their fatherland
They say they claim credit for these things
To satisfy their egos and blood lust

They say they have a licence to kill
And they show you the scalps to prove it
They say they will carry on and kill
Our profets in droves in your name
While we stand and watch