They
They all deserve to die
To suffer as much as a brother who died
As much as a mother who was burned alive
As much as the nations they turned to ash
They
But they who?
The children of ancestors who's long been gone
Innocents beheaded for the crimes of the old
Lives sacrificed to vengece a crime occured decades ago
They
They who?
A question that people hardly try to look up an answer to
For it's answer too has been lost
In the graves of those who commited the wrongs
Yet
"they" remain
Yet the pain remains
So does anger, so does vengence
As bright as a burning flame

Little boy
Who do you weep?
A father?
A mother?
A sister drowned in a river so deep
Little boy
Why do you weep?
the colorful holdiay has turned bleak
Happy children drowned
Corpses drifted along the stream
Dawn begun with joy
And the sun sat with grief
Little boy
Don't hide your tears
For the life you knew is gone for good
The pain, once so foriegn, is now close
Life, once smiling, has frowned
Family, oh how loving, has drowned
Little boy
Let me sit beside you and weep
A tragedy that dimmed the joy of Eid
The souls who flew toward the sky
Along with the smoke of festival's fire
Lit on mountain tops, so high.

How still the body may sit
When all the soul wants is escape.

Who am i ?
The girl who wants to ditch the scarf?
The one who lost her love for God?
The girl who once chased a dream?
Until forcefully shook awake from sleep
The girl that used to be so brave
Or the fearful coward she became?
The one who had a sparkle in her eyes
Now her eyes reflect her dull soul's cries
No dream. No hope. No love. No sparkle
Is there anything left to live for
If her life has lost all meaning
Why not she tries living no more?

Don't be greedy
You hasty girl
The words will come
It is your duty to wait for them
For they have chosen you