The ocean
Hits the land
Screaming
For someone to lister
To her screams

The wind cried
Asking why
Why can't I be seen?

A window to the soul
Is in the eyes
Deep pools of pain
Showing only what
They want you to see

The moon mourns
For those who are silenced
Either by death
Or opression

Lies
Escape from
The mouths of people
In a world
Divided
By secuality
Race
Culture

Peace
is forign
To this
despiteful land

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