I laid there, suffocating from your death.
Trying so hard to believe in their lies.
They came up to me, breathing their foul breath.
Twisting and breaking my family ties.
Thousands of people laying, forgotten.
Each one covered in blood, weighed by the tons.
One wearing fleece, Another wears cotton.
All are mothers, fathers, daughters, and sons.
These murders were tellings of future times.
They came at us from all side with hoes, knives.
The world does not notice horrific crimes.
People who helped even lost their own lives.
Please remember me, I'm forever lost.
I have no family, this is my cost.
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