Faces of lost
Faces of stolen
Faces of enslaved
Broken by the hand and mind of man
Stolen freedom
So uncomprehendible
What lies have we believed?
To become so blind
To become so deaf
To the pain and suffering
That surrounds us
We live beside it
Breathing. Praying. Pleading.
For us to see, to hear
Why have we believed such lies?
Not all can say they are not for sale
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