Are you afraid 
Are you hurt 
Where are you 

Stop throwing sand 
Into the corners 
Of my eyes 

You know it 
We won’t win
We all do 

The lost blood 
Should remind us 
We’ve been here 

Gas and fire 
A broken hope 
Tunnels, more guns 

Will cause vengeance 
More hardened voices 
The rising youth 

Memories of this 
Wedge into mind 
And hard wire

To mask it 
Justify the cause 
You crouch down 

With your fingers 
Held firm together 
To gather gold 

Death in hand 
Your only goal 
To mask it

Sand sand sand 
Up, away, down 
Clouding the sky 

You can try 
To distract us 
Blind our courage 

You will not 
It must stop 
It will end