While I was praying, Soldiers slayed in rifles and knifes, Took the girls And killed our men We were led astray, Away From home Away From bright futures We became slaves, Slaves to blood and bones, Freedom whispered in sores We were lost In the hands of wicked, We were In the place of nowhere, We were praying, hoping, living, Wallowed in faith To be out from their sight and might, We became the light Reaching out to home, Reaching out to greatness.