I looked in your eyes
there was pride,
and there was pain.
There were shadows of the past
that seemed to return again.
And I was stunned -
how could I
never have known?
And they didn’t notice -
just shot down by name,
one by one.
And I don’t believe them.
I know what they are:
not men - but beasts
in a paper - thin mask.
And no,
we can’t change
what they’ve built so far.
You see -
in this crazy, real world,
the cats
serve the dogs -
it’s their given task.
I think you must remember - just last year,
they dragged your mother out and shot her here.
It must be your fate -
it’s written in your blood -
to die unbowed,
and fall in the mud.
Those gunshots,
the gasps -
still ring in my brain.
I covered her blood
with a handful of sand.
The agents laughed,
and a nightbird sang,
believing the strong
still rule the land...
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