Genocidal Blindness

Let us never not dream to our lost soul,

That the oligarch’s blood is not our own.

Pretense of two worlds, one rich; one on dole

Allows us to watch children die to bone.

As vultures we prey on your bankruptcy

To make us free of our deformity.

Darfur forgotten is catastrophe,

Burning houses show its reality.

When meet we at heaven’s gate, do try me

For my silent sins, I sold you to death.

It was too painful to see you not free

Instead chose we not to see… your last breath.

    If love still be true, and walk among men
    Pray we love will make blind men see. Amen.