Barcelona Boy

The Barcelona boy was in the news today
Shot by a sniper his mother by his side
Like many children he doesn't stand a chance
As Earth's coordinates weave their careless dance
Bullets ricochet as he escapes
Terrified, in the hands of fate
Some children live in fear that tomorrow may not come

They say it's complicated and hard to understand
Why holy warring tribes, fight over holy land
They match each other's crimes to wash their bloody hands
It is the children who don't stand a chance
Legitimate targets
There are no limits
All wars are bloody and all the bloody same

Let's build an ark and ghost them all away
Let's find a place that brings them peace each day

Peshawar breaks our hearts and makes us all despair
Too many children lost to hatred & revenge
History fails to teach the lessons of the past
Hate brings more hate, death brings more death
Old testament justice
Mindless violence
An eye for an eye, a child for a child

Hand tied leaders chant platitudes by rote
They ignore atrocity where vested interests lie
Their endless peace treaties and dead end roadmaps
Just fuels the bitterness of those they should protect
Today's war child
Tomorrow's fighter
An endless cycle of cruel insanity

Let's build an ark and ghost them all away
Let's find a place that brings them peace each day



Credits
Writer(s): Brian Coulton, Derek Thomas Wylie
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