qeel:
Without Culture …
Nothing is as it was before
Peace exists no more
Now “peace” is just a word meaning “war”
Land being taken away
Things changing more everyday
Rapidly, power has shifted
Can this change be lifted?
Loosing traditions, we move on
Culture slowly fading, soon gone
Children have forgotten the tribe’s way
Listening to promises made, they stray
Some see no way out
They choose suicide without a doubt
We must regain what has been lost
Trying hard, we failed at many costs
The cultre disappeared as time went on
The “war” was not won
Without the culture in out heart
Things simply fell apart