Our Weapon Is Love

We shower them love but they grant us hate;
Our heart is pure, theirs is devilish and crude;
We diligently work for them but they pay us not;
Our soul long for liberation but they drive us apart.
We seek refuge in our heart but they poison our mind;
We find solace in our families but they spread their diseases to hurt them.
Odds are tough but we survive.
They understand not our fountain of power;
They aspire to cut our chain of love;
They strive to see us suffer;
But we are more than conquerors.
They are going mad,mad,mad;
For their arsenal is weak against us.
We have no hate for them,
Why do they taunt and hunt us?
Their reasons are worthless;
Their aims are flimsy;
But in the valleys of the shadow of death,
The Creator strengthens our bones.
We fail to die,for death is not our bargain.
The wind of evil is terrifying;
The messengers of darkness are multiplying;
The heat of hate is increasing,
But they fail to understand,
Love conquers all!
The harder they come, the weaker they return.
We shower them love but they grant us hate.
Our heart is pure, theirs is devilish and crude.
They are far too ignorant, but we know better.
Our weapon is love!
We seek no retaliation nor vengeance.
In the battle for glory and freedom, we don't retreat nor surrender.
They wonder how we win;
We know better but they fail to understand,
Our weapon is love!