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[title] => Tears Of Africa
[time] => 2009-08-11 11:08:32
[hometext] => "a survivor remember the tears africa shed during a genocide"
[bodytext] => He sits in a time machine readying to see a pasts tale; A curious soul seeking origin, abandon comfort where tear drops fail. In the silence of sadistic crimes, souls yearn for freedom in swift death, suicide is now a luxury to escape this untimely bloodshed. A genocide clouds the sight of day, whilst red skies rain coated tears, raining upon littered corpses, resting unhindged with worly fears, Leaders enforce savagery to imprint fear, planting a seed deep in hearts which oppose; leaving the rivers to turn red, bloodstained with forgotten memories it flows. The U.N. watch behind angered futile letters, letters which humour the masheties blade, without help victims fall; exiting life beneath this brutal shade. A young boy escapes, camaflouged beneath family bodies, His witnessed deaths of over a million stories, his happyness decays, whilst flies circle in glories. The boy flees with death all around, lifeless memories scattered upon the ground; "animals bare greater sofistication", they say, yet a survivors soul bleeds till present day. Africa's wounds struggle to aimlessly heal, for memories of dark times linger, memories of bloodshed, revenge and anger. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 160 [topic] => 32 [informant] => daylynn_van_wyk [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => SadPoetry )
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