New home
It was a result of how they were born Love and humanity was all they'd worn Sacrifices they made were worthy their bones Am missing my grands now that they're gone They're massacred for nothing wrong they've done Some burnt alive others shot down on the run None including kids was supposed to be left alone But Rwandanhood won and unity is our new home.
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