Unclean To the Evil....
Young girl watches as her mother is raped
The blood in her body runs cold
Her fear is shown with every tear
Noone there to stop the crulity that is taking over
A village being cleansed of culture
As my mother lays dead
I scream to the demon
You may take my body to hell
But never my spirit
As the life is removed from my being
I am free of fear no more a single tear
From above I watch as my village is slaughtered
The clearest of river now pours red
The beauty of my land is now devils land
A domination of men of power I spit on them
A dirty word as they are nothing except murderous evil souls
Day by day year by year hour by hour minute by minute
So many lives are tortured as they die with the massacres
An elimination of ethnic wonders are now silent
Men women the youngest of child and the oldest around
All to be set aside in a grave of brutal domain
Fire burns its fiery its vision is angered
Savage men violently eliminate the undesired ethnic ones
They hold inner weakness of a blinded power
To intentional murder in such unforgiving crimes
There is no excuse for man to be so unconcerned
An intimidation far from beauty as nature once conserved
Now my innocences within my spirit walks by holding my mother's hand
As we now are free from such evil times within man
All love and blessings to the victims of Ethnic cleansing may there souls now run free ...
Copyright © Sarah Hales | Year Posted 2010
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