Another Generation

A people lost in time, in the lands of Saladin. Trapped in a slow world, that's spinning faster. Drowning in their confusion, they cry out, none are heard, ears of hatred stay unaware, they reap the harvest of fear, without mercy. Seeking fruit from shadowed endeavors, without form, draped in death Nursing on swollen breasts of religious fever, nurtured by Ayatollas, who wear the tarnished key to heaven. Preaching rage, words are a cloak to be worn as protection. Everyone hated but true followers of their religous zeal books are burned, intelligence becomes dead leaves, to be swept away with yesterday by brooms of self-righteousness. A Holy War, where children suffer, their minds bent. Another generation lost. Another generation confused. Another generation caught in a time, they will never understand. 1/12/16