A Crying Ass(A POEM)

The earth weeps,
Our soul creeps,
Of our living beings,
And our dieing corpse,
Oh! What a crew of flesh butchers
Coming  for our head,
To slaughter and to sacrifice,
Our Pride,
Our Strength and
Our Freedom.

Our earth weeps,
As our itching souls,
Long for rest, peace and
Everlasting freedom,
From the yoke beneath our neck,
And a river flowing of sorrows and pains.