Tears From the Middle East
Tears from The East
Head chatterd with state law
No fair hearing because the law is
deaf
Executioner groaning with sword
The hot sun ready to sip
Her blood oozes in the midst of
innocency
Arrogant mob mocking her tears
Justice jugging in the jungle
She is
Killed for no just cause
Nature stood aloof
As she groan and moan
Mother weeps endless
Father failing
Desert wailing
The ugly sun in the middle east bleeds
for freedom
Freedom trapped by devils in power
Religion masking and muting our
voices
Today, we weep for Ramata
Written Awoh Kingsley
Copyright © Kingsley Awoh | Year Posted 2013
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