Stolen Happiness and Livelihood
Forthy innocent people
were heinously shut down,
the surly morning was about to rain,
then sunrise came and mothers wailed;
I also wept for their death as that tolling bell...
the flag they loved was lowered
halfstaff, a crowd gathered and sang!
Soldiers loyal to their cruel king
pulled the triggers obeying him, the accused
weren't allowed to show a cause for their insurgence,
but they choose death over submission and obedience;
who's thirsty for blood is condemned
by God, His children are equal and sacred,
and their loss is remembered on a morose morning
that saw their warm blood gushing
from their wounds, so there they lay with open eyes
and stretched hands not hearing their beloved' cries!
Yesterday they were as free as the soaring eagles,
their land with its forests and lush meadows
made them smile and increase their pride of inheritance;
did they suspect an invasion from the Northern king* who was
envious and thirsty for dominion and gold...
stealing their happiness and livelihood?
They gallantly fought and refused to be silenced,
and they vowed to defend what was theirs without hesitance!
*King Vittorio Emanuele II of Savoy connected the South (the Kingdom of the Two Sicilies ) to the Kingdom of Italy.
Copyright © Andrew Crisci | Year Posted 2021
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