Vague Suspicions (Esperanza Spalding)

On the neon news they won't be talking bout his life Flowers still unfolding when he had to fly Toward, toward God May this war end, Insha'Allah, he knelt to pray When a dusty troop misjudged and blew him away Strangers, same God They are faceless numbers in the headlines we've all read Drone strike leaves thirteen civilians dead Hold that thought, My God Maybe your heart is seized with passing pity for the dead And vague suspicions creep into your head Am I part of war? And what is God for? Next on channel four, celebrity gossip