To Teach a Tortured Soul
I will change Education
For the girls who can't.
Yet remain resolute
Because they want to.
You look into her eyes
And wonder why she was brought here
So innocent a child
Crying bloody tears
It took a minute for me to see the blood wasn't coming from her eyes,
They'd lost its glow
But from a hole in her forehead
That wasn't there a minute ago
I heard a scream filled with terror
Not a sign she was alive, it didn't come from her
How was I supposed to tell her mother she would never return from school?
That her last breath was in my arms
Her environment was too cruel?
Gunfire plagued the daylight time
Our ears were used to it
Threats flew from the tongues of angry men
Still, our ears were used to it.
They threatened us,
instilled fear into our hearts
so the girls wouldn't come back to school
and so they could tear us apart
Still I gave these children power
Education, a sense of mind
they learned and they smiled
so worthy to learn and find.
My ears should never have gotten used to it
it made me forget the danger
the hatred that filled this culture
and filled these men with anger
Soon it got too much
The classroom too exposed
That I had the children draw their happiness on paper
Just to tape it over the walls and bulletholes
Yet I'd rather hear their cries
Than a silence of the night
I want a sign that they're alive
knowing I will help them fight
Fight for their minds
For the strength of their hearts
Because their culture says they can't
Because they want them in the dark
Their minds of innocence hold such wonder to me
Their strength in the war around them stands so prominently
They hold their heads high
Knowing others are afraid of what she knows
Walking with pride
Because her uniform is her nicest clothes
THey take it out on me
But this I'd rather
Than to take it out on them
For I wouldn't even fathom
Mothers live in fear
Fathers kill their own
the girls keep me a secret
because they feel all alone
I have to be strong for her
And her brother who died for love
Because he helped his sister learn
Because of what Education does
They come after me
So I can't keep them here
No matter how bloody their own homes
Or how ravishing her tears
And when I die there will be no honor to my name
My students must forget they know me
and I will die in shame
The children must learn
Why won't they be allowed?
Because nothing is done for equality
and nothing anyone is doing now
My ears have gotten used to it
but my heart never will
for if my own breaks too
Then so may the childrens' wills