Atrocities

It is so sad,
That we disregard,
The fathers of our land,
The people who fought hard,
To redeem our land.

We have erected buildings,
On the graves of our freedom fighters,
We excavate their remains,
We leave them uncovered,
Can we get worse?

Our great grandmothers,
Who languished in prison,
The ones who bore our mothers,
By the roadside and in settler farms,
We have abandoned them.

The marshals of the time,
Have not a single dime,
They get poorer with time,
When they die,
Their souls, with pain, sublime.

They sold their small pieces of land,
Their families can't secure a grave,
They are left unclaimed in morgues,
They are disposed in a mass grave,
Buried by a government excavator.

While the remaining few limp,
With one leg since they lost the other,
Fighting for our land,
We zoom past with our sleek cars,
We cover them with clouds of dust.

Whatever happened to humanity,
Whatever happened to patriotism,
To hell with democracies,
All promises have become fallacies,
We will pay for these ATROCITIES!!

© Mr. Reality Check.