I've seen destruction in the ashes of a burning building
watching sacrifices go up in smoke and flame
while a she devil laughs through her sinister silence
walking out the crumbling doorway to move next door
These are lessons learned in Lebanon
I've discovered a face I never would have believed existed
not that long ago when I shared a room with something
I believed was stronger then the red cracked bricks
that were exposed to be holding up the house we built
These are lessons learned in Lebanon
I've realized that all it takes is a single moment to change
the people we thought we knew better then the back
of our own withered hands as we held them together
to pray for miracles to sprinkle the fields of uncertainty
These are lessons learned in Lebanon
I've watched as the red dress that fueled my passions
and drove my words with such hunger tore itself on thorns
made of glass in a rose bush that held the blackest flowers
destroyed by the silhouette of an insensitive selfish soul
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