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His young life was as delicate as the wing of a butterfly
And as fragile as a spider's web

For him we cry
Because when he dies
We all do
Did Ahmed not deserve a life?
Ahmed never hurt a fly
Ahmed never knew the politicians he was murdered by
Certain times Ahmed wished that he could be a bird and fly
Beyond the sky
Escape the curse of birth that he was burdened by
Ahmed never grew to let your racism internalise
Water poured from every pore in his corpse while the nurses cried
Ahmed was a beautiful person like you or I
But are we?

Ahmed could have been a doctor, lawyer or an engineer
Could have been a superstar but his life ended here
Guess he was a shooting star burn bright and disappear
To some he seems to represent a menace in this hemisphere
Let me here make the very essence of this message clear
He was precious, many die like him every year
Ahmed was a victim of resentment and relentless fear
Now his soul surfs the waves I wish we could have kept him here

The sea, the sea, the sea, it holds our secrets [holds our secrets]
The sea, the sea, the sea, it holds his soul [holds his soul]
They call him Ahmed
The sea, the sea, the sea, it holds our secrets [holds our secrets]
The sea, the sea, the sea, it holds his soul [holds his soul]
They call him Ahmed

Ahmed's ancestors introduced to Europe Greek philosophy
Brought with them irrigation, mathematics and astronomy
Symbolically, the irony of this horror isn't lost on me
Trying to get to Europe via Greece where he's lost at sea
Ahmed not Achmed, it's Ahmed
He's that dead
Toddler lying lifeless on the beach with his back bent
Arms spread, reaching the direction that his dad went
If he made it here would have been bullied for his accent
He was captured by the ocean
Paralysed and frozen
While these parasites sat and typed, analysing clothing
Now for resources we all compete
Beyond the talk of war and peace
And talk of porous border there is corpses on the shore of Greece
They found a teddy next to where his body was found
The sea swallowed him, politics has swallowed him now
And those responsible, Ahmed's ghost will follow them now
To the family all we can say is we are sorry he drowned
Because...

The sea, the sea, the sea, it holds our secrets [holds our secrets]
The sea, the sea, the sea, it holds his soul [holds his soul]
They call him Ahmed
The sea, the sea, the sea, it holds our secrets [holds our secrets]
The sea, the sea, the sea, it holds his soul [holds his soul]
They call him Ahmed

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