We saw them rape you
and stamp your unborn dreams
on the roof of the world.
under hard, leather heels.
We saw them kill your children
and burn your priests
and we saw them tell us
how dearly they loved peace.
We saw the red blood mingle,
mingle in the screams
of burning yellow robes,
and a manic regime.
We saw it all but
was just a conversation piece.
It wasn't my home
the dead wasn't me.
We pretended not to notice,
we pretended to be sorry.
We wanted to hold the torch,
revel in the so called glory.
We walked on,
we just had to have the games.
5 comments:
darn! this IS rage!!!
my heart goes out to them
ouch...dis one hits hard..very hard..!
hard hitting...
m with them...
@everybody
rage it is. I feel much worse than I can express. And it was simply pathetic when people gave all sorts of bull shit reasons to run.From the international community to our local stars and superstars. We humans are despiccable impotents.
the show must go on!!!
shd it really??? no matter wat?
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