I died tonight
For holding a placard
Expressing my hopes
For a better future,
I died tonight
Not for holding a gun
But for raising my voice against
The imposition to live in fear,
I died tonight
Not for being a criminal
But for making demands for my rights
"I just want to live",
I died tonight
From the loudest response ever heard
From World Powers to our 'Distress Calls'-
SILENCE!
I died tonight
Not from the bullets aimed at me
But from the reality of my own
Seeking to murder me.
I died, clenching a bleeding flag
To my broken heart.
I died, falling like dry leaves
To join my comrades on the weeping earth.
I died, stuck with my fist in the air
And my anthem escaping my tired lips.
I died, drowning in the blood
Of innocent lives lost.
I died tonight at the Gates of Massacre.
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