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 white So, I ask you... Would you continue wearing blood diamonds If you knew the truth and story behind our struggle and plight?