This is no composition
Nor comprehension
But a motion
In which have to do my potion
I am on a mission
And an operation
Which began with Contraction
And extraction
Which itself is destruction
Moving with the theme Expansion
Has created division
To it's victims ,addition
To the healthy ,subtraction
And the dead ,multiplication
Has drown our attention
Left us with no option
But to cry for redemption
And rely on devotion
Is worse than colonisation
Woe to all the nations
Who are or aren't in this Situation
Which has placed us in such a Position
That requires motivation
None knows about its Formation
Nor whom to demand to an Explanation
Has killed our tradition
And decreased civilization
Instead of bringing in it Extension
Has brought doom from Organizations to Congregations
And has destroyed our Expectations
May he who always provide us with protection
Do protect us this time
May he who always provide us with protection
Do protect us this time