A tragic accident happened that night.

Loud crashing sound “Boom!” happened that's vicious.

The fights echo silences peace gentle sight. 

That same Christmas Eve, a drunk kid stabbed him.

He went to a mosque and prayed that he's fine.

People started to get a round and grim.

Fights were so vicious, they shook the earth's brine.

And they forgot their nationality.

These politics are getting to their heads.

Nationalism has capacity.

They lost their identity cause they're dead.

The fight was so long, it made them mindless. 

And now we just have to respect them most. 

Respect is a bridge built with our kindness.

Respect is the thread that makes us so close.