Me again with a voice that’s never heard
But my lessons learnt
I’ve seen but no recognise my presence
I’ve listened but never spoken to
Shallow is how it feels
Horrid is how is presented
Searching everywhere but still lost
What has become of us is pain
What we will be is torture
Repentance is what we need
Who hears never listen
Who talk never thought
Scares will turn to fresh wounds
Blood will flow and rivers red
Me again I strain to be heard
For the message needs to be understood
For us to one again
For our unity needs to be tied