Fire with Fire

Romans 12:20  Therefore if thine enemy hunger, feed him; if he thirst, give him drink: for in so doing thou shalt heap coals of fire on his head.

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They hit you, so you hit back

Eye for an eye, soon we’re all blue n’ black

Tooth for a tooth, bring the force

Bring effects equal or greater than the cause

They stab you in the back

Pray to the heavens that karma gets them back

They ignore you, so you ignore them

Raise your right hand and take the pledge of silence.

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They left you in the dark all alone

So in their night, you take your candle home

They sat and watched as your soul was poured out

And your blood was drunk by a merciless ground

So now you pull out the chair and watch them burn

Cheer the flames on. Isn’t that life? Isn’t it now their turn?

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They brought you pain, you bring them pain

When war breaks out, who really gains?

We go to battle with our words

Over little things that are hardly a war worth

And we start with jabs, and get hit

So we hit a bit harder, just a bit.

And before we know what’s happening

We’re escalating a situation and clobbering

We go from a skirmish, throwing pebbles and stones

Arrows and spears, to war full-blown

Whence come the swords and hammers aimed for the face

Solid shields, the sickle and the mace.

Set up formations, foil and evade, flank the ranks

Call in air support, mortars, bombs and tanks.

Till finally we close quarters and pull the daggers from our vest

And plunge them into our foes beating chest

And in the heat of the moment we’ve forgotten why

This heated war we fight

But at the end, we on the ground do lie

Broken, tired, and something inside us doth die

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For we, on this principle fight – the bigger stick wins the night

Fight fire with fire when you come to the fight

But nothing gets saved when you fight a fire

By lighting another fire that’s even higher

You’ll merely leave a scorched earth

Wounded souls wondering what was the worth

Broken hearts, bleeding out, everyone’s lost

Someone won the war, but with a Pyrrhic cost

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If you really want to fight the fire – extinguish your flame

And introduce some water to the game

And maybe you’ll find that you can win

Without being surrounded in ashes in the end

Like It’s Your Last

Like this could be your last fight,
Better fight right.
Put flight to the ghosts of the night.

If this was the last of me they see
May my enemies bury me.
Remember me as he who lived by the fighter’s creed.

Fight like it was my last breathe of freedom.
Come on, like we’ll never again sing the victory song.
For our freedom, we fight on.

Like we’ll never feel the wild one’s heart again.
Oh the pang in our heart – the pain.
Fight like there’s nothing to lose, all to gain.

This could be your last fight.
Don’t run like a creature of the night.
Take aim, let the arrows of war take flight.

 

photo by jerome bei