Poetry

Tears Of The Militants

This time is called the pay back time,
We were scholars and they asked us
What we want, we say we want school
Books they say school books are full of
Lies.

They made us believe, we believed But
We do not forget. They gave us guns
That that’s were survival lies.

They threatened us to make us fear
Them, they make us full of hate,
But we do not forget. For we are still
Children, we are young and full of feelings.
They make us kill and everyday we grow older
Everyday we grow stronger.

The nation is dying, even our loved
Ones are victims. Now the hands of
Death is stretched out to their own
Mothers, stretched out to their own
Fathers they say drop the gun, we
Dropped it but WE DO NOT FORGET

For the training, the stigma still lies
In the heart. The nation is dying people
Are crying but we can’t hear them
For our minds have gone away.
WE STILL DO NOT FORGET.

Written by
SOR DORNU ADOOKOR.

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