Genocide
It was the way I looked
What I believed in
What my family cooked
We were taken from our din
I was as normal as any other school girl
No different from the kids in my class
Why was my family taken my head was in a wourl
I was not even allowed to take my favorite glass
Stripped, beaten and burned
I was scared and lost I just wanted my mom
Is this what I earned
All because I practiced a different solm
So young, were they alive
The others were just alike
Scared just waiting to die
I wish someone would just say sike
The days blurred together
I wish they would just putme in that shower
Grey matched the feelings and the weather
Not even god had the power
I did not live to see the day
I look down from above knowing my family was finially safe
Why didn't they have to pay
I know we will meet again someday