Will you remember?
Will the two that fell
Have fallen in vain
Years ago death’s scythe struck
Down went the common folk and the heroes as such
We all fought for our lives and others
For strangers, children
Fathers, mothers
Sisters and brothers
Heaven’s gates cried out “We are full!”
Angels cried, devils too
This was too much for Hell
Purgatory too
But now time has pass and no wound has healed
Tell me do you remember our little deal?
When I was born two decades or more ago
I was promised human rights you know
Now that things have seemed to change
Though everything is exactly the same
You threaten us with prison
You take away our voice
And we the people, won’t have a choice
You banish those that are different
Even those that are the same
All in one sick and foolish game
I am a writer, I need to write
My emotions to the paper must light
If you limit what I can say, I say nothing at all
This is the cause of all writers fall
Now the shadow that still lurks with the twin’s fall
Is darker because of your wicked call
I was born here with one promise to be kept
My voice, my heart would have a fair rep
But now you threaten to take it away
You throw images of darkness into the light of a new day
We did not forget, though the message you did
We remember, don’t worry, but what is your hurry
Why do you wish to bring back the tears?
Bring back the worries?
Bring back the fears?
The silver birds flew and attacked
But that was then, though that time was black
Now we must move on, keep speaking
Keep writing
Keep living
Keep playing
If you do not stop your maddening ways
You and your friends will all have to pay
The highest power will look down and say
“Today is no longer your day”
You create lies
You cheat you steal
You attack the helpless with too much zeal
Now go away and let us be
For our silent remembrance of how things should be
We remember the better times
We remember, will you?