O summer hot breeze that swims in heaven above, ...
Bear on your wings our blood and our shrieks to uncaring God,
Alas! he watches all along our carnage, and our pain-
Our oppressors maliciously maiming, blinding, and killing our youth,
He doesn't heed our prayers to alleviate our pain and sufferings,
He leaves us here alone to bear the tyrany and persecution,
To bleed and bleed forever without any cease,
O I am getting unreasonably emotional,
Our lord has not left us — I am sure —
He does not like oppressors, he is the merciful God,
One day peace shall return to this devastated land
Mykoul
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