Jan 2018
Many Sleepless nights
Living on empty stomachs
Warlords, Senseless fights
Carrying on daylight murders.
Many young people were killed
Innocent women and children
Wooden box coffins unnailed
As the hopeless masses ran.
Three hundred fifty thousand
Number of innocent souls lost
Unmarked graves in the sand
Why did they die, at what cost?
Rest in peace to mama dear
One of the innocent souls lost
Oh justice, how close or near?
For answers, we need you most!
Power, weapons, money I have not
Spoken words I'll use to demand justice
Until I die, this fight I'll always be about
Mama is the caveat for demanding poetic justice
Living on empty stomachs
Warlords, Senseless fights
Carrying on daylight murders.
Many young people were killed
Innocent women and children
Wooden box coffins unnailed
As the hopeless masses ran.
Three hundred fifty thousand
Number of innocent souls lost
Unmarked graves in the sand
Why did they die, at what cost?
Rest in peace to mama dear
One of the innocent souls lost
Oh justice, how close or near?
For answers, we need you most!
Power, weapons, money I have not
Spoken words I'll use to demand justice
Until I die, this fight I'll always be about
Mama is the caveat for demanding poetic justice
I will never have another mother again.The woman who gave me life taken by war orchestrated by heartless warlords..today enjoying power.The only weapon and power I possess is the POWER of spoken words to demand justice for mama.
