Independent thoughts
drowned out
car bombs exploding
colorful sparks.
A crimson flame
igniting the soul.
Violent forces
that destroy tranquility.
A war for freedom
puts us in chains.
Slavery of the mind.
A forcefulness upon the spirit.
My name has been added
to the list.
Barbed wire dreams
that result in
split cells,
split atoms,
a clone of humanity.
Brainwashed and burdened,
a flock thrown into slaughter.
A whimper clinging to hope
echoing on mother’s flesh.
Upon the mountains
the rocks slide.
Upon the islands
the rain pours.
Upon the deserts
the sun blazes.
a pursuit of unhappiness.
A pursuit of misery is
a pursuit of the unjust.
And I am to raise a glass
to an unforgiving land
that feeds on the blood
and tears of us all?