I hear the whine of my dying brothers
Yon’, I feel pain of my crying sisters.
we Sat all night at prison doors & wept
Like soldiers, whose eyes haven’t slept.
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It's sad that people still have to see colour for are we not all made the same? This pain will live longer on then you for many others are feeling it to. Well written
you melt my eyes with tears.But it's ok.. others need to hear it.Thanks for letting the world know, what's going on.good work.