Saturday, September 10, 2005

Song of the Oppressed

emaciated
we stand
in the middle of nowhere.

hapless hands
barren bodies
eyes beyond hope.

death takes us
as you confer
in air conditioned halls.

you divide people.
colour, caste, creed
any excuse is fine.

you wage wars
sow hatred
for your own petty gains.

for ages
you have plundered
our wealth, food, our raiment.

voices
crushed viciously
scream together in silence.

you
who exploit us
will never rest in peace.

paroxysms
of dying children
will haunt your children.

reverberations
of silent screams
will shatter your homes.

you seek to enslave
our bodies,
minds and souls.

but against all odds
we will live
beyond forever.