It’s easier to just stay asleep,
avoid the world, refuse to weep,
ignore the suffering and the pain
and dream a life absent the slain
heroes we conjure, help us cope
in a world where our only hope
sheds his tears in deathly sorrow
and summons wails despite tomorrow.
for a world destroyed by fear.
when the stench of death falls near.
for a child’s broken heart.
when families rip apart.
In our mourning a morning breaks,
resisting Hell, its pillars shake.
Refusing somber resignation,
defying death by demonstration
of blood-shot eyes and angry voices
we cry against our fathers’ choices.
We weep for those who’ve lost their way
and weep in spite of better days.
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