Sifting Sand

Strength is in numbers, many voices speak, four years is to long, for an answer reached. Families have stories about their loss, nothing can replace the sadness caused. Open your mouth, and speak your heart, this is the only way, we must do our part. Flights are daily, bringing more sadness home, why can't we take action, to correct this wrong. The innocent victims, their numbers are great, but this has been brewing long before, our stay. Speak your heart, let our people know, we as a nation, still have hope. Bring them home, back to their native land, then if they do us harm, we will sift that sand.