Street Of Blood 02
I watch modern age heroes melt down like nighttime candle with necklace of tyres in midst of fiery fire. cold waters dripping down their eyes but couldn't extinguish the flames of crime. Tears of childless mothers clinging onto legs of government's watch dogs deafen my hearing, giving me sour feelings with toiled emotions I asked ; When are we going to drink from the water of justice? I watch my brothers bodies and souls hanged up on trees as an emblem to restrict us from seeking justice. My mother's heart was filled with strains watching her lilies dragged around the dusty street with scornful laughter. crime whirlwind deserted my home like a chick quivering to the chirps of hawk I beseech Jehovah utmost mercy " rain down on us water of peace " to wash away blood of innocent lads murdered in the middle of the dusty street Our throats yearn for yearlong to drink ...