My Lord, My God

My Lord, My God

I see rivers of tears flowing.

Wailing, crying, lamentation.

I see fathers, tearing their hair,

I see mothers wishing death.

Have my eyes lost their strength,

Or do I see crimson everywhere?

Laughters have been subdued,

Futures have been butchered,

Dreams have been shattered,

Their heartbeats have been stopped.
They have stabbed our hearts.
Your hand-made flowers forced to wither.
The trees cry their wood in tears,
To honour their fallen friends, lovers.
Alas, there is no more wood, again, O Omnipotent!

Why, why, why my Lord?

Why hast Thou forsaken my land, my children?

Why keep us alive to bear grief forever?

Will my heart be torn at my peoples loss always?

Why my Lord, my God? 

Why this animosity? Why this bloodshed?

My tears flow like raging rivers Lord.

What must they feel whose children have been...

Why Lord? 

Show us Your compassion, Lord.

Show us Your mercy,

Show us Your strength.
Pull the locks off our tongues, Lord.
Give our bones strength to fight this menace!