A Better Life Will Come My Son

A Better Life Will Come My Son…

The day has come,
Dad is shot with a gun,
Mum and I have to run,
I pack my bag and look at mum,
A better life will come my son…

Mum and I fall to the floor,
We hear the sound of gunshots and more,
A pair of arms hold me tight,
Mum tells me at the sight,
A better life will come my son…

Mum and I grab our bags,
As we run from the black flag,
A group of people have the same plan,
We jump on a boat and I hold mums hand,
A better life will come my son…

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