Blood Diamonds
Blood diamonds
Look translucent against your skin
You delight in the shine of the diamonds
Yet the only shine we see is the shine of a machete
A quick flash
A slicing slash
Slashing into flesh and bone
Suddenly,
A hand is gone
Blood diamonds
You use them to adorn your body and give you prestige and status
We are trapped and oppressed
So that you can look well-dressed
Mining these blood diamonds
Lives lost
Mutilation
A blood diamond miner's life is filled with fear and intimidation
Our minds and thoughts don't belong to us, they are marred
Our bodies are marked, worn, and scarred
Blood diamonds
Our wrists drip crimson red
While your wrists drip with diamonds bright
So, I ask you...
Would you continue wearing blood diamonds
If you knew the truth and story behind our struggle and plight?
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