The
tragedy of an unlived life
The
anguish of a fruitless thrive
Who
knows the pain I feel
When
life presents a scar time can't heal
I
just put on my mask of smiles
Hoping
to find solace down the isle
We
had a life, not one you would wish for
But
it was all we had and it was all we loved
It
was devoid of three square meals and a teddy to love
But
the happiness and honesty we shared was just enough
We
woke up every morning to the shy sun, popping out from behind the mountains
We
never had a TV set and we never knew the dilemma of choosing between margarine
and mayonnaise
But
every evening when we sit round the burning fire under the glowing moon, we
shared smiles that radiated contentment in different ways
Until
the night when we saw the last moon
we
had hurt no man and had wished no woman misfortune
but
still they came for us in the darkness of the night, the raped the innocence of
our virgins and killed the courage of our men.
our
lifes where at the mercy of the swiftness of our feets
The
killed our dreams and took away our future, not in retaliation for any wrong
done, but for pleasure and fun.
Our
clans and lineage was reduced to another number in the statistic of the trials
of our nation
Our
nameless fathers and selfless mothers where all laid into the earth without
dignity or tradition
We
might have seen worst days but our burning hope will never be extinguished
because we believe in new beginnings and happy endings!
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