Me, my own victim

Maniacs of the world turned it into pieces
Then took their shares and formed many races
Such was the division, none could get along
I didn’t do a thing, just said - it was wrong

They asked me to pay for arms and ammunitions
Didn’t bother me much; I just cared for my pensions
Then they stopped my play, muted my song
I didn’t do a thing, just said - it was wrong

Then they killed my neighbor, who didn’t matter at all
He called for help but I didn’t answer the call
Though alike, he wasn’t from where I belong
I didn’t do a thing, just said - it was wrong

Then they came to my door for another seize
They didn’t budge though I begged on my knees
A bullet pierced me, I couldn’t breathe for long
I didn’t do a thing, just said - it was wrong