Genocide Of Thought Poem by Troy Nichols

Darfur is dying
breathe life into the lungs of the people.
Let them live let them thrive
if you do nothing they will die

the wars of past hatred tear familys asunder
growing clouds like vicious thunder
the lighting crash that strikes the ground
the stench of death all around
the fire of pain that strikes your heart
this is the heat that lights the spark
to take life and to give it is gods only will
yet we give these men all the power to kill
Darfur Darfur crying like a child
her women are raped and buried for miles
Darfur Darfur mourning her dead
the vicious means that turn golden earth red
The blood of a people's is spread far and wide
We shall call it as it is...Genocide