Where-ever you look
There trouble brews
From cranny and nook
Trouble eschews
On newspaper front
Trouble is top
Dictators are blunt
They never will stop
“Rape maim and kill”
“Don’t let them win”
They say it’s God’s will
Not a great sin
When innocents die
For lust of power
Then men must try
To face the hour
All of God’s people
Must stand and fight
From mosque or steeple
Make the world right
Then we will see
A world trouble free