As if the world belongs
to know one else
but the Devil
within each blood-thirsty mind
opening doors with untamed anger
to clubber
and create carnage
of human flesh
one cracked skull
one severed hand
rape and rupture of the womb
deep inside hollow fear
of remorseless hate
how can such act of insanity
elude us with blind shame
to let the massacre
revile in its own dance
while we sit and wait
for blood stain to dry
in our naked hands
today we remember
Hutu and Tutsi are brothers too.
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