BLOOD UPON THE SAND

A mother weeps, another falls,
And one more name upon the wall;
Trauma found throughout the land…
Blood is flowing upon the sand.

Daggers pierce while tears are shed,
Children raised, on violence fed;
Hearts are broken, few can stand…
Blood is flowing upon the sand.

No other life to them is known,
Only the hatred that is shown,
Life is given on command…
Blood is flowing upon the sand.

Weeping through eyes that only stare,
Lost within themselves somewhere;
No place to walk without quicksand…
Blood is flowing upon the sand.

Hope is lost among the young,
Without choice, to death are flung;
What more of them can life demand…
Blood is flowing upon the sand.