Oppressed and the Oppressor

You can see, yet you do not see A hole, where a heart should be You can hear, but do not heed The screams and cries of those that bleed Can speak, but are strangely quiet Oblivious to the disquiet You can clearly see the discrimination But are programed by the oppressors narration Your humanity has turned to stone Your hatred of the oppressed way overblown “They are a different faith. Their colour isn’t right. They are the enemy we have to fight” You’re taught they are evil, your side is always right Is it right? That people are harmed? The child, the father, the mother, sister or brother Who these tyrants say are bad, so they kill and smother Beleaguered and desperate, they had arisen Millions now sealed in an dilapidated prison and still their homes and land being forcibly stolen These unfortunate wretched people The world has left alone and broken Your logic, “the invaded should sit and take it, We are justified to kill and maim as we see fit, Slay all who oppose us, scare them straight, How dare they fight for liberty, They should just accept their fate, If to the occupation they don’t submit, Stamp them into the ground, defiance we can’t permit” The women, the children, the men, and the old All a viable target, a fictional tale can later be told” What can be done? Pause. Let go of hate, Just a fraction Give peace a chance, stop the territorial expansion Split the land and each to his own Let go of the loathing, leave each other alone Just stop the killing, every life is dear Better to live in peace than in fear (just my thoughts, your free to disagree)