Genocide

 Waking up to the screams,
 the cries, the foul ordor,
 the dead bodies, the flies.

I can't believe this one person can be so cruel.
And the followers can be such a fool.
How can one's thoughts be so demented?
I guess the adrenaline is so addicted..

Now I have to dry my eyes of my parents demise.
I don't understand this lost;
so I ponder, who we double-crossed?
All this, but at what cost?

Everyone in my village is dead,
wishing I was on the otherside instead.
Now others not like us,
have to mourn, and yet they are so torn..

I'm not mad or angry;
People that once knew me,
would have a pleasant memory.
I can forgive and forget,
because everything in my past i didn't regret.

Closing my eyes and taking my last breath.
I've accepted my death.
Please don't mourn or be schorn.

I'm finally reborn......