Scream For Silence
Hear my words through my lovely hands,
by Juneil Sechico
The sound of silence of this gory land;
Deafen us not with your violent guns,
Treat us not as a homeless vagabonds.
Hear the song of my heart straight to yours,
Open your heart as wide as heaven's door.
Unchain our feet and let us move freely,
Uncover our eyes from the truth that we must see.
Let the sleepless infants sleep in the silence of the night,
Let the mothers sing a soulful lullaby,
Wipe our tears that showers the bloody ground,
Draw us grin in our faces and cast sway our frowns.
Let us dance with melodies of love,
Wash this land that has been stained with innocent bloods,
Let the sun shine our gloomy faces,
Help us find ourselves in heavenly bliss.