He
The Gunman
Cowardly soldier
Reached for the bullet’s eye
I
Common Man
Wretched with grief
Watched my own son die
It
The Deed
Never undone
Ache we can’t belie
She
Fair Justice
Whatever be cost
Will be our sole reply
He
Great Soul
The ignorant fool
Recalling ‘eye for an eye’!
We
The People
Sightless with hurt
Prepare for battle standby
You
The Chosen
Pick on a Goat
Appeasing great crowd’s cry
We
The Righteous
Seek our vengeance
Hanging the Goat thereby
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