GhostsA Poem by Hayden ChambersThe song of my people The struggle, the pain The toil and the betrayal Erased from history
I know this story well Repeated throughout time My people suffered We have all forgotten now
Build your shopping centres Blind yourself to the past With the glaring neon lights Surround yourself with the fake
The clothes that won't last The electronic friend Your constant companion Distract, distract
Don't remember how it was For so many before It's all over now There is no returning to that time.
But the ghosts of our ancestors Surround us still The land is scarred From the ancient battles
Walking by the river Stepping over the coal That lies exposed on the path Your forefathers died for this
They spent their lives in the dark So you don't have to A better life now? Live your life to make them proud
The wall still stands by the road Where cars scream past Containing unseeing eyes Forget, forget.
Everything you were Is still around you now. But I can't turn away From the images I still see. © 2021 Hayden Chambers |
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