W.A.N.T.

We are lost souls living under another's burden.
Anyhow we are broken.
Nights under our beds
Timed guns to our heads.

We will die with courage, but never with honour.

They are afraid of how we carry on with our lives.
They threaten us until rivers wash our eyes and blood go through our skin.
Any color, voice, or a step forward is a sign of violence.
Now, everything of theirs is right.
It is all for them, nothing for the nation
Ignorance and blindness. Justice is on the streets, not in the courts.
Nothing can be undone,
Everything can be forgiven,
Nothing can be forgotten.

We are here and over there.
Anywhere.
No need to touch the wound (you already play with fire the whole day)
To be surprised is the real duty.

Just watch.