It used to rain here,
tiny droplets of love and tolerance
trickling down roofs.
Peace used to reign here,
smiling faces decorating streets
and life treasured without limits.
Now we shower each other in acid,
hot, corrosive, Sulphuric
poured down faces
foreign and familiar.
As if every drop on them quenches our thirst,
our anger,
As if when they lose their skin,
they become our kin.
We just don’t know,
One body burnt will not save our spirits.
Twice the amount splashed on their flesh
eats our souls.
As they bathe,
We too swim in a pool of hate;
of acid mixed with blood and tears.
How did we get here?
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