Eyes & Ears,
Young boy of Falesteen.
His home he sees ablaze,
He watches…
The tears run through his face.
The smiles he once knew
Nothing…
But sadness that grew
He wishes to hear laughter, a joy?
But all he hears is trembles,
Tremble said “this was his ploy.”
O listen, O see, O world!
The boy cries.
Standing on the graves…
of many that died
O who hears this boy cry?
Are his tears lonely?
Or is his pain alive?
O he begs for humanity
but humanity once told him,
That He, Humanity is a lie…
O who hears this boy cry?