Eritrea: “Human Heart Is On The Market !”

 

Let the red sea show its redness -

with its blood tainted waves,

Let the Sahara spill its guts -

to show the bones of its corpse,

Let the minefield display -

the remains of the body parts.

 

from the never ending slavery

hoping to be free

dodging bullets and mines

risking death to flee

 

when the numbers began to mount

family and community disintegrate

society begins to gloom on its intensity

results of beastial crueility

 

as vultures shadows the sky for corpse

greedy smugglers, hungry for victims

high ranking officers, and nomads alike

requesting ransom money - to spare a helpless life

 

for the sake of survival - subjected to the utmost humility

No one to help, No one to rescue, No witness to the cruelty

 

all kept secret, in the sea, in the ocean and the desert

somewhere in the middle east - Human heart is on the market

for a life of a refugee - nothing is missing, nothing is lost

mother hoping for the best - not knowing her child's fate

 

if one resort to the twisted sense of humanity

your spirit lives in the mind - who benefited from your humility

the mixed feelings of those you gave an extension on life,

the "slave traders", who enticed you to the slaughter house

the evil system, that deprived you the comfort of your home

 

Citizens of sisterly nation

bring peace to the region

win back your emancipation

join hands for a peaceful mission