Silence is the blood in my veins
So many years of sorrow
Do we share the touch of history?
Do we share the rage of the downtrodden?
Rise my brothers!
Broken in the past of millions
Milleniums in minutes
The suffering, the sorrow
How do we begin to show you who we are?
And when we do part our lips in protest
Why do you deny us even that beautiful lie
Of mercy?
To those who have known the touch of pain and hate and rage...
To those who have known the desire for blood
For the death of those who torment you
For the destruction of all that's out of your grasp
For the injustice of everything
To those who had no other choice
Between being consumed inside
And lashing out
This is for you
Wednesday, April 18, 2007
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2 comments:
Because I know what the fire is that drives them...I've felt it often myself
i know what it is too. this is very good. i dont really know what to say. a thousand thoughts ran through my mind when i read this thats too many to put on here...
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