Will we look back in sincere amazement, Of how gullible we had been, Or in sheer and unforgivable embarrassment, That we did not truly, honestly, come out clean?
Now the earth has completed another revolution, And with great outpouring of emotion, And endless international propaganda, We all wonder where the two hundred and nineteen are???
In a cloud of disbelief and great distrust, Over three hundred were snatched in the dead of night, Since, more speculations have characterised their plight, And put this minority's government on a failed ******.
Like crystal sand pebbles Washed away from seashore Like shooting stars in space Propelled out of the night sky
Our beautiful black pearls Young and innocent and ambitious Full of life, full of tomorrow Were stolen away in daylight Away from unnatural habitats Away from unsafe clusters Away from our sleepy watchful eyes Loosing their buoyancy To the same fearsome monsters That have plagued the land much Bursting balloons at parties Bringing mayhem as they visit Making our warriors look childish Forcing help from the world over.
The sun has gone to sleep The moon has loomed too long But to hope, we will cling Till we find our lost pebbles…
