Wake Up! The Children Of Fallen Innocents.. Poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi

Thirteen wives and a few concubines:
married a child who was six years old,
'bought' the slaves and talked of peace,
a human, himself was abused since childhood,

Old nations and their people have amnesia,
when the tribes came and conquered their land,
within two decades, land of pyramid enslaved,
the land of sand spilled with red and white fluid,

wake from your sleep; what was your past?
Can't remember your mother who was raped?
Wearing the cloaks and caps, search for the departed,
wake up, men of mighty kind souls, slaughtered,

Their family feud, let them sort out,
why do you carry weapons for the sake,
of a mistress and the defending daughter,
Wake up men! Retrieve your ancestral pride..