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[title] => Genocide-The Horror-The Shame.
[time] => 2004-12-16 01:05:52
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[bodytext] => GENOCIDE-THE HORROR-THE SHAME…(©Peter Sprenkeler) The authorities sit on their hands…a diplomatic farce, While thousands die…ethnic cleansing has emerged yet again. The Sudan the horrific location…on this occasion, Such are the inhumanitarian deeds of heartless men. Black Africans are the target of this deliberate barbarism, The ‘Janajaweed’…the assailants it is alleged and claimed. The eradication of this race is their grizzly scheme, At ownership of another’s land…this ruthless plan is aimed. Hard to differentiate whom is more guilty, The perpetrators…or those whom sit idly by? Villages are raised…women are raped, Of diplomatic ineptness this does clearly testify. This is genocide…and the world watches it occur, Little if anything of value is being done. The bodies pile up…the horror continues, The crimes and bodies bloat…in the searing African sun. Humanitarian shame in its most brutal form, The lessons of Rwanda have obviously not been learned. Tens of thousands suffer and die…as the West dithers, Our guilt and shame…is appropriate and duly earned. The perpetrators are guilty of crimes of commission, Of omission we are guilty…we have not done a thing. We have watched unaffected…as our fellow humans are butchered, The song of our apathy…continues to loudly sing. [comments] => 3 [counter] => 190 [topic] => 19 [informant] => pete [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => InspirationalPoems )
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