The soil is sodden and sated with the blood of your youth
Our children are scarred, robbed of life, love and innocence.
Our women are beaten into submission, into silence... hopelessness.
The aged and the vulnerable have to live behind a metal veil.
Gratuitous violence walks beside us
The school, once the womb of the community, where the child was nurtured, suckling at the breast of knowledge
Sadly the womb is disrespected!
The school is violated and learning is disrupted.
There is a constant atmosphere of ****
Yes, sadly **** is stalking me and every woman and child.
Crime inhibits our freedom.... it rains down on our democracy.
Oppression is alive and well and it has a new face.
Apr 10, 2015
Apr 10, 2015 at 9:56 AM UTC
The soil is sodden and sated with the blood of your youth
Our children are scarred, robbed of life, love and innocence.
Our women are beaten into submission, into silence... hopelessness.
The aged and the vulnerable have to live behind a metal veil.
Gratuitous violence walks beside us
The school, once the womb of the community, where the child was nurtured, suckling at the breast of knowledge
Sadly the womb is disrespected!
The school is violated and learning is disrupted.
There is a constant atmosphere of ****
Yes, sadly **** is stalking me and every woman and child.
Crime inhibits our freedom.... it rains down on our democracy.
Oppression is alive and well and it has a new face.
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