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If only they knew some would be left behind to say this
If only all were carried away and slain still
If only they themselves were all thick skinned to Carry this
Oh unto this day that memory stutters my peace
Clouds of griefs fills this damp air we now breathe
As girls carried on into insanity and Delusion
Each child could matter but not then not now
As though there, I speak the sounds of their leaving tears to the afterlife
How feint for generations to whimper in death
What grain of education should cast away or stale
Or does the pestilence of hidden agendas heals so not
As humans all we ever needed was a resort in our hearts
A place beneath our souls that’ chastise us.

Oh griefs is the happiness our Graves mimic
As I gaze from stories been told my sadness watches on
Those affected by this should they watch on
Nothing to thrive on as our grandmother’s are less and so not
They came too bold to get us from our homes
Would you blame them oiled by the cruelty of our governments mantle
Our peace, loves and family maybe too scared to have said no
Maybe too Naïve to have sensed their soul
Maybe too feeble to have etched their no
And gladly too strong to only cry as they go
At least the truth about who came, why they came was clear
As a weakened beast slumbers, I watched on to the last slumber of my mates
Saddened to peaceful desires not to live swamps us all
Oh wow, what a place we were first excited maybe
Clarity of our chains choked that excitement gruesomely
The famed residential resort quickly stumped us
We stood stunned to witness the graciousness of their lies
The fairness of their dark utters
Their gloom at the tail end reeled us more.

Slowly moving, our numbers at life declined
Like a thug of war, each who fell remained felled
What ever killed us all, the survivors of the trauma in the afterlife might still not tell
Oh wait, maybe they too still frightened and dazed to talk
What ever it was we quickly plunged into obscurity to them
Our memories might hang on but we’re no more Indians or some more
We were children and our lives could have mattered
This corridors felt so cold for our outs that never came in
I watched on in brisk lights until mine finally dimed
Now, I talk to you from the embrace on the afterlife
As the stars could shine but if not please do
Believe your instincts and understand their motives
Man’s darkest desires are locked up in a corridor only personal instincts can save you from
As each child matters, the residential resort made us matter too
A way far above cliffs held on by the griefs of our generations to come
We mattered in our deaths to show you the clothe cut us
I’ve seen your substance and you seek same trail
I’ve seen him trump and he’s less that day
That day might come that shreds you as we were
That night could come that burns your loins out for grief
Please watch out for societal crowded gatherings
Watch out for stage acts to sway you from the bruises of your past
Keep the media at bay for its urgency to show you must kill you
Know so much for knowledge breaks more chains now than wisdom
See the police and understand reasons for their sentiments and nepotism
See the third world and smile towards each notions that destroys children
At the peak of war, children are always the highest victims
They know this and as such won’t budge at this
Battlefield terrorist are far better than government masked terrorist
They are everywhere in each den and nights as this they wait on us
Keep a closer eye on technology because it works against you than for you
They came for us and would come for yours soon
But they’ll never come for you or your parents
Your children is the machinery for emancipation
Their hearts and minds the first stage to evolution or oblivion
Stick their history for their future to forge a future off their pasts
That’s the only way because they would come
They’ll come for them, the residential resort would come again
This time a colorful disguise but same old rays
Be diligent to harness your past griefs into future strengths
Be proud to hinder their desires towards our posterity
Make peace to what happened to us, make peace
We were a necessary means towards a greater end
An end only you can salvage.

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⏰ Last updated: Oct 14, 2019 ⏰

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