Mike Youssefian

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Posted on February 1, 2015 at 5:30 PM

I have walked hundred dark years,

In the deserts of unknown.

I have seen the sacred churches,

Torched with multitudes within.

I am orphan of a nation,

Seeking a chair on this land,

Seeking for my old, dear mother,

Who shed her blood for her faith,

I see the wild and savage crowd,

Drinking blood of children,

Raping the brides in their teens,

Killing the young and the brave,

Going to rest of their toil.

Today I shed tears of hate,

For a hundred years of loss.

I place with my trembling hands,

Roses and love of my heart,

Over the lost and black grave,

Bridging the history of time.

 

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