In the name of...

Could it be you
Carrying a ticking bag
To go with the rest of you
Look what they’ve done
Coloured you like this
In the name of faith
And invisible wars
You’re the bearer
Of unseen guns
And unholy bombs
The more you hurt
There’s more of us
And less of you
‘Cause prejudice is prime
And you’re paying the price
All the shredded men
And torn up walls
Can never make you whole
There’s never enough hate
To blow us all off
So let’s put it all to rest
Wall up the jihadi man
And give him what’s due
To burn himself down
Be the martyr for us
You and me and an
Uncoloured world