BARRICADE
On scarred walls, memory torn apart,
Stones bleed the wear of harsh surrender,
Blood flows where echoes turn violent,
While disgrace suffocates all humankind.
Iron bites, the smell of lead commands,
Terrorist — the pain charged with disbelief,
In law’s name, peace is murdered outright,
Ashes speak, indifference is alliance.
Devouring colonialism, mask of innocence,
Justice bends beneath the shadow of pacts,
A martyr land, handed to its killers.
Behind every barricade, rage stands clear,
Survival refuses to become patience,
And souls ignite in the refusal of fate.
Copyright © Auguste Romain Nyecki | Year Posted 2025
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