• cynosuree 6w


    They came with the silence of the wind .
    They took , my life , my dignity , my pride .
    My brother's dead , slain by the one who protect .
    My voice , veiled by the pain that rocked my core .
    I will not got with the silence of the night .
    I will not cower and fear .
    I will fight back , even when fear is lodged at the back of my throat .
    I will not die like the fishes at sea
    My voice is an uprising , the call for change .
    Let's fight to protect , so the death of our brothers will not be in vain