Where They Wrong

Coming from a troubled realm
Where rights of man and hope were gone
Were they wrong to search for a promised land
When they sailed across the endless seas
For a better life for their families.
Where on a distant shore
In a strange new place
They cleared the ground and they settled down
And for their salvation they ‘Praised the Lord’
Through pain, hardship 
And their rough toil
A better life was their reward
And so, with time, hereafter their Colony grew
And they ventured out to pastures new

Were they wrong, was it wrong?
When they cut down trees 
And to build their homes
So, through the course of time
Their numbers grew
Spread out in the townships too.

Were they wrong? so wrong
For they wanted more
And so, went out to search, explore
To a world untamed, not seen before
And they found gold
Yes gold! Yellow gold 

The People of this promised place
They watched these men of foreign face
Come desecrate their sacred bounds
Their tribal sites and their hunting grounds
What should they do but retaliate

Were they wrong?
To fight for their Territory
To preserve their pride and their dignity
And drive them back to the ocean shore

And so it was, that the wars began
That struck fear into the heart of every man
Until all as one, they prayed ‘Dear Lord
Please spare us from this savage horde’.

Where they wrong?

Rodd Sherwin
to a composition by
Jacob Ladegaard
JACOB'S PIANO