by ify via hellopoetry.com
Once again we’re held captives in our homes,
Our terrains filled with bodies of our beloved,
Shrieks, cries, gunshots and explosions have become music to our ears without a choice.
The one thing we can control is the moment cause the future lies in the hand of the next bullet
Our hearts are racing, adrenaline at its peak! If we let this moment of triumph slip away then we’re captives for life. Our unborn children don’t deserve this, if we must fight, we do it now.
For our freedom we fight, for our rights we stand, together we would end this and be free as air.