Thursday, December 3, 2009

Peasant Girl

Everlasting screams in the night
Crimson waves blurring your sight
Life ending, casualties of the fight
Blood stained clothes scattered on the ground
So loud yet you can't hear a sound
You try to escape but you're tightly bound
Your friends, your family they're all dead
Their bodies on the ground are all spread
Your clothes are soaked, stained, and all in red
You're the girl who was captured out of the blue
You are tightly held down, there's nothing you can do
As the soldiers take turns raping you
You cry as your homeland burns
It's a shame cause no one ever learns
Different armies attack and defend in turns
You got taken alive but made into a slave
You ask God to send someone to save
you from the end that fate gave

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