In Time of Persecution

We have not seen the sun for days
walking through the deserts
craved the breeze of the flowers
and water to beat the thirsts

we've been mistreated
we've been misunderstood
our wives were raped
and brutally our children were killed

no mercy upon us, not now not ever
we're born to be outsiders, "I dream to be free''... never!
to fly like a little bird so far
far away from the suffer

cry upon me Mary
let there be light upon us Mary
come to me, guide me through this war that questioned our humanity
set my soul free and give me wings to fly

to fly..
fly in the sky..


I saw them die one after another, die like flies
I witnessed the history of the largest genocides
blood on my hands
blood every where I go, every where my soul cries

I saw them die...
I saw them ... die!

dreams faded away, to my heart and destroyed me all
from hope to a wish ..to be ill
to die today, right here on my cold bed.. am not a fool!
but a man with a wary head. Yet I feel!

feel the heart beat
closer to my chest
touched the soul, my core ... deepest!!
beneath I ache, of what I kept in " a thousands of sacrament"

I'd sanctify the soil of my country
fought with all of my power to see you one day
just a second, when I was away my whole life,... far far away!!
to pray on the land of all heros, that I've never seen... not today
not today..

I held that dream for generations
I held it in me, in the heart of my sons and daughters
tears upon my face, my heart still burning for my holy lands
that been taken from me forcefully, in seconds!

bring me victory O Lord! bring me victroy, for my children to live in peace
and honored under the fortune's eye
of what glory will provide.. from pride
"tears upon my face"

I'd cry for you,.. for ages!
those tears will never ease the pain nor heal my injuries
Oh son! humanity was lost down the drains
who to blame? for what we've lost? we lost our souls, grounds.. around we used to play

and worst of all, the pain is still there
living inside of me
increasing day by day, thousands of years.. believe me!
as you shall hear, grant me peace...
grant me peace...

on the saddened nights
we fought the war of our lives
we lost our women, children through the conflicts
got nothing to lose, nothing to gain after.. no life nor graces!

my people I call you, by the name of our beloved land
bring it back, to the man with pride... we once had
to the man that have no fear from "the end"

we lived...
we dreamed...
we struggled...
to win the battlel, cost us everything! "everything son" we once owned!

and you tell me, yet you can smile?
you tell me, life is still good around me?
you give me hope?
how life can be pleasant when I've no land, no family, nor history to remember... yet I bleed from head to toe!

God knows to frighten and dismay the enemy
lay them under a curse for eternity
let their bodies dry from poverty
and their children to live with disgrace and fragility. (Amen)




notes:
1-I used (God), (Mary), (Lord) because the poem is presenting a whole nation with different religions, faith, and beliefs.

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