Sajee Rayaroth

When I remember you
I learn how to love my life
Even more than what I thought I would,
When I remember you
...

There is no snowfall this winter
Still I could see a lovely feather drifted by,
Slowly from the heaven
Silent as your pain
...

She had two toy horses in her room,
A turquoise one named 'The Dream'
Other in olive green named 'The Warrior',
'The Dream' was her dad's gift
...

She has a torn mind, shattered by those weapons,
She has abandoned homes and women without desires,
Her children are without childhood and old men without a smile,
Young men with hatred guns pointing at her heart,
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Life, we say,
Is a dream,
A mystical dream
Enticed by our greed.
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She's desolated,
Torn and thrown
In the streets
As a naked truth of savage
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A candle was not lit for you, my little girl,
A flower was not left beside you in remembrance,
No tears, no prayers,
It's now a graveyard, your nation!
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When I was born
They gave me a number,
When I started to cry
They gave me a name,
...