~YET WE PERISH NOT~
We were the first
Not the last
No one remembers us
~YET WE PERISH NOT~
We were met with the sword
Our bodies into labour
We have been robbed
~YET WE PERISH NOT~
We were for peace
But our actions were met with war
They outnumbered us
~YET WE PERISH NOT~
The young are taken
The old are slaughtered
The nations hated "US"
~YET WE PERISH NOT~
We had families
We had a home
Now we crave for the barn man
~YET WE PERISH NOT~
They nations laugh at us
They burn our coal
They steal our 'GEM"
~YET WE PERISH NOT~
Yet we had God
He saw our destruction
He foretold our fall
~OH WE ARE PERISHING~
We cried to him
He did not listen
Our souls are still mourning
~WE ARE PERISHING~
Has the Lord forsake us
Does he not love us anymore
They mocked us like, "Where is your God now"
~LORD PLEASE LET US NOT PERISH
Our wounds run deep
We call our allies for help
But they all betrayed us
~YET WE PERISH NOT~
Our trust in man is vain
Our pain is out of this world
Mercy is too far from us
~YET WE PERISH NOT~
We blame the nations
And hiss at the strange man
We saw no remorse of each others actions
~YET WE PERISH NOT~
But indeed it is our fault
Our pain was by our own doing
We ripped our own cloth of colours
~YET WE PERISH NOT~
The Lord has not abandon us
Nor has he ripped us off
But by our sins we have been cursed
~YET WE PERISH NOT~
We have gone after the vile man
And seek pleasure with the strange man
We have loved their corrupt ways
~YET WE PERISH NOT~
We have gone after strange gods
Even to worship the lips of honey
And defiled our innocence with impurities
~YET AGAIN FOR THE LORD SAKE WE PERISH NOT~
Our actions have made us whores in a forbidden land
We speak as though we are renegades
We have become like the nations
~YET WE PERISH NOT~
Our freedom is taken
Our laws have been changed
There is no hope for us anymore
~YET WE PERISH NOT~
Yet it is our fault oh vain man
It is our fault
Yes it is our fault oh vile man
~YET WE PERISH NOT~
We were the chosen ones of the stock
The birth children of peace
The heirs heirs according to promise
~YET WE PERISH NOT
Now we are but dead worms
Like empty ants ready to be squashed under foot
We kiss the feet of sorrow
~YET WE PERISH NOT~
Turn back oh vain man
Your questioner calls from high
Return your answers and live
If that shall be accomplished
Maybe your tiles shall be turned
That ye perish not again under the rising sun.
About the Creator
Ava Saint
Keep calm and write
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