Silenced Now, She Speaks
Once a pretty, happy child,
Silenced now, she speaks;
Of all the evil in this world
And the sorrowful left to weep.
My heart is broken, torn in two
And who is the one to blame?
The madman! Killer! Crazy one
Who with WMDs tried to “make peace”.
Curse them all! How can it be
That my little one was taken from me?
Once a pretty, happy child
Silenced now, she speaks;
Of all the evil in this world
And the smell of death which reaks.
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