I want the whole world to suffer for my pain
You'll never know me enough to feel my pain
A heart pumping rancor, and cankered in disdain
You'll never love me enough to heal my pain
You move through the world without turning a hair
And aloof to the dirt at your heel
Mistress of your fate
Untroubled by conscience, thought or intention
And grinding us under your wheel
I will recriminate
No man is my brother, no islands concern me
But those that would laugh at and spit at
and spurn me
What's done is Donne – meditations won't turn me
So ask not for whom, 'cos the bell will toll for thee
I remember a playground with two empty swings
I remember the back of the hand
Kneel me down to pray
An indifferent eye to deny me compassion
and I know that you don't understand
I will make you pay
Millions will wonder what sired this black rain
I will open fire to mire you in my pain
I'll tear you asunder and plunder your aeroplane
Fly into a building to assuage my pain
Now we breathe in the ashes of countrymen lost
Raise our fists and we vow our revenge
From sea to shining sea
And when bombs go astray
to make martyrs of mothers
The cycle repeats once again
With one boy's misery
With my pain

INVIA LE CORREZIONI