Each step makes my stomach churn
For I know what these red men yearn
Like a lamb being led to the slaughter
One by one out onto the cold floor we go
No matter how much my mother weeps
The red men do not cheep
And in an instant, it is over
Father, mother, and children all gone
Seven strong, but now none
The wall is stained with the sins of men
Red men and red wall
Dec 15, 2024
Dec 15, 2024 at 12:01 AM UTC
Each step makes my stomach churn
For I know what these red men yearn
Like a lamb being led to the slaughter
One by one out onto the cold floor we go
No matter how much my mother weeps
The red men do not cheep
And in an instant, it is over
Father, mother, and children all gone
Seven strong, but now none
The wall is stained with the sins of men
Red men and red wall