Why? - Intellectual

I saw my father die when I was six years old

I saw him kiss my mother with his last breath

I saw my mother die two hours later

Crushed by the weight of the soldier that raped her

Why is the world like it is?

They took me away, gave me a gun

Told me to shoot my friends, do it or starve

Then they raped my sister, then I raped my sister

It wasn't funny at the time

Why is the world like it is?

So we went to thе jungle and painted our faces

Found thе old temples, found the old gods

We worshipped them with animals, worshipped them with helicopters

We worshipped them with people, we built a sausage machine

Why is the world like it is?

You come from the city, what do you know of our gods?

You've never seen blood, you've never seen happiness

You've never known freedom, you'll never be free

'Till you die

Why is the world like it is?

Why?