Hell’s deadly door

11th July 2023 marks the 28th anniversary of the genocide at Srebrenica in Bosnia.
Yesterday I gave you sugar for your tea                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    Now you come to my door with a gun for me                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          My grandmother nursed yours, when she was so very ill                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    History is erased now, the winds blow so chill       
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                   
You say all that, but we have been shown another way                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      By our great and truthful leaders of today                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                           They have opened up our eyes to what is good and true                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                   With our flag and our anthem I can see the real true
But we were such good friends only yesterday                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                Remember how our children happily used to play                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                           How have we changed, how are we not now the same                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    Or are you just looking for somebody to blame? 
I can’t answer your questions and I really do not care                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        Where we are headed to, there is no room for you there                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                   With our fag ahead of us, savage joy in our hearts                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                             We will happily tear the past apart   
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                     
In a Bosnian town a family continues to grieve                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  In an English town a family prepares to leave                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    Same old families as they always were before                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      The great leaders opened up Hell’s deadly door
Peter Sagar