It was theirs, not mine I did not want the fire and ash I did not want my husband’s sash Taken from a battle, bloodied from clash It was theirs not mine

It was mine not theirs They did not care for my son’s smile They did not see my pain worthwhile They did not care for our lands defiled It was mine, not theirs

For all my sorrow, they spoke of glory For all my peace, they spoke of things gory It leads all people to come to revelation That a war of hate is never good for our nation.