Why do you watch
And stand by, while being violated
Not once, but again and again
Leaving gory spectacles in your wake
Where is your honour
Laying your pride to the dust
You became deformed and defamed
With no form nor colour
No one can use or touch you
Every one watches in morbid silence
Your edges are taken away
A foul odour you spread
Desecrated and polluted
Far beyond your confines
With floating members unknown
National discuss you become
A gory but strange tale
Your tears is more
Than many tears of the people
Created to cool and give comfort
Only to be turned backwards
Tormentor of the people
Oh, that you may have known
Not to compromise your nature
Nor give heed to seducers
Why do you have to embrace
That which does not augur well
Repent, that you may live
For many are laid waste at your site
To evil you concur
With no courage to rage
They lie in wait to waste
Why did you accept from them
The sacrifice of shame
Under the cover of darkness
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