My blood boils as my country heats up You and I watch helplessly Hopelessly As men with empty shells for brains Fight a war where they die, and the women get raped. I’m paralysed By the sheer number of heavy headlines, Each a bullet to the heart of our beloved land. Men die like flies Women protest like they have nothing left to lose And they still say, “But what about when-“ You and I, We scream, shout, yell and cry But end up laughing with a taste of bitterness inside our mouths. We break into peals of laughter- Our eyes turn into glass balls Lips as hard as ice Hearts as cold as the tip of a gun barrel. Mad, aren’t we? Aren’t we all?
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