Anger drives me Sadness stills me
A link in a chain, pulled by both ends
My heart an my mind divided by oceans
A mask of ignorance and a heart of suffering
With a flesh of desire for the unknown in between
The injustice wrapped by helplessness
A tear that helps the mud
The mud that stains your skin
Your skin that has been hurt
The pain that carries on...
Yet your tears fall into a smile
The beat of the drums awakes your soul
Tha clap of hands form a song
A hipnotizing song that gives hope and numbs the pain
But the pain is still alive
And is expressed by the change of your voice
By the grip of a stick
And by the frown of your face
That is directed to those smaller than you
You learn by example and so you have
But no blame among you is found
Yet you are responsible and it´ll be accounted for
An overlooked cry
