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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Almost a century ago Innocent blood was spilt Almost a century ago But there remains the guilt The world must acknowledge The Armenian genocide The blood won’t wash away There is no place to hide One million and a half Of Armenians met death Their hopes and dreams extinguished Gone out with their last breath The women brutally raped And their husbands shot or hung How many of their songs To this day remain unsung The children weak and fragile Dying for want of some bread Left in the desert to die Buzzards flying overhead The sick and the elderly Were discarded on the way No one to weep and mourn When their bodies saw light of day The mothers dying slow deaths Seeing children turn to bone Wanting to feed them their flesh Knowing they’ll not see them grown The young girls flying off cliffs Rather than suffer disgrace Others hiding their beauty By disfiguring their face The soldiers with stone hearts Deaf to the moaning sounds Of the dead and the dying Strewn on the desert ground Faceless nameless people Identity stripped away Not honored with a number In this gruesome tragic play Their blood is crying out Like faithful Abel of old Still demanding justice Their story must be told The genocide of my people Was not hidden from God’s eyes The world may now deny it May feed naive people lies But every single blood drop Will be accounted for one day The murderers will face judgment To escape- there’ll be no way The Judgment day is coming My people will see the light They will be vindicated They will march out of death’s night. They will be reunited With loved ones that they have lost For their souls we now seek justice We will achieve it at all cost. Eileen Manassian Ghali
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