Surviving Souls Crying Poem by Keith Anastase KAMOSSO

Much has been spoken on the fairytale earth land, but
Merely the minority has been heard by the present
The past cried loudly but people opt to not listen
Angels screamed and called but man’s ears were locked down
They didn’t want to notice the current events.

Surviving souls inquired the mercy but deaf ears never listen.
Mortuary has been opened on mounds
Moral ways has been vanished
Mountains have been climbed, but
Few saw the top.

Time traded lives of innocents
Innocence wasn’t the asylum
Removal became the effortless manner to take lives of victims
Unwise behavior were first-rate ones
Unwrapped bodies were lying everywhere.

Bloody time reigned for the times
Days were so long nights so short
Shoot them was a chance, chain was a rest-bench
Dig them out, dig them out was their song, when blameless lives were invaluable thing,
Death was the final destination.


I saw Brothers killed brothers
Blood wasn’t a bond to life but the condemnation to death peccadillo
Death took many, dearth of them never felt
Deadly enemy were your trusted dears
Crying deafened by killing.

Dawn was breaking, and the daunting of shadow covered all
Doom was doodled, and
Dying was guiltless destiny
Dogs and snakes were the sufferers appellations
Dogma was only massacre.

Ugly face of days took many
Anger and hatred was full in man’s heart
Mercy or pity disappeared in no time
Hatred and animalism took over
Innocents died.

Rainy days and crying moments
Killing changed the image of brotherhood
White changed into red
Blue became black
Broken windows like squeezed body.


Heart-beats swelled the speed
Hearts were broken and lives were ruined
Random breath was a chance of the prey
Chewed souls were embraced in aches
Taking lives turn out to be boundless.

I prayed my eyes to be sightless
Not because I didn’t want to see
But since it was like a blaze
Burning innocents souls to fatality
Bleaking future for the next generation.

Unstoppable pain has been felt,
Unexpectedly hatred has been ascertained
Unceasing bloodbath took uncountable lives
Unearthly scream and crying have been heard
Unforgettable period happened.

Who could predict the future?
Who could tell this unsavory story?
Who could stop this unmanageable pain?
Whoever heard their crying was far to answer
And the hands of murderer never rested

Who will comfort survivors?
Who will be there for survivor?


I want to be heard
I want to be seen
I wish to know why, but
I guess I won’t know
Because no one want to hear my cry.

What good of eyes if you don’t have a vision?
What good of earth if we can’t fit in?
What good of familiarity if you don’t have anyone there for you?
What good of existence if you are unknown?
Why life will matter?

Love can build a bridge
Love can reunite the broken souls
Peace can heal all wounds
Unit can erase the hatred from humanity
Let’s take a chance for change.