“The Rebel and the Yankee

The Blue and the Grey

Could never happen here with us”

Is what I hear you say.

 

But society is broken

And simply needs a spark

A beating at a demo

A brick thrown from the dark.

 

The Hutu and the Tutsi

Who one another slay

Could never happen here with us”

Is what I hear you say.

 

And then the retribution

Mixed with toxic bile

Guy Fawkes masks and Gilets Jaunes

As skinheads shout “Seig Heil”.

 

“The crimes of Srebenica

Were of another day

And couldn’t ever happen here”

Is what I hear you say.

 

Escalating violence

Forgiveness starts to fade

Petrol bombs and rifle shots

On the barricades.

 

I wish that I’ll be proven wrong

But I’m afraid to say

This open wound will run and run;

This will not go away.

 

The enemy’s naivety

And blind paralysis;

We none of us appreciate
How fragile all this is.