The Song of Pain

Far beyond the mountaintops and high above the plains
Between the earth and evergreen on lowly field's remains
There lies within the soul of man a deep residual song
A never ending melody resounding all day long
It echoes through the winds of change it's heard beyond the vale
Passed on between the fathers and taught to newborn male
A battle-cry of justice a hymn to heaven above
No matter where you hear it you'll know the song of love
It ripples across the waters far beyond the sea
From land to land it crosses hands and touches you and me
We see it in the mouths of babes whose hunger isn't filled
Within the empty barren lives of houses we can't build
Deep in the sounds of mothers' cries who've lost their only sons
In the eyes of those who cry we are the guilty ones
For those who ask for freedom and those who seek for more
The calloused hearts who’ve torn apart all we've been striving for
For in their greed and wanting they cannot get enough
They chip away the outer clay that makes the grown man tough
And as he lies there bleeding broken and distraught
He wonders why he has to die and why this war was fought
With eyes filled up in sorrow clouded by his blood
The trees are gone he gazed upon before the tragic flood
Of brutal misconception and hands that did not heal
They chose to mock and judge in vain and they chose to steal
The baby walks beside him with shell shock for her face
She has no road to walk upon she has no human race
For whom she knew as mother is gone from memory
The father died the battle cried the land has lost her tree
Far beyond the mountaintops and high above the plain
No matter where you hear it you'll know the song of pain...

-Kay Salady-
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