We Came Here to Die
No one cries anymore
It’s just not who we are anymore
We’ve had our languages shut
Now we speak in closed tongues
No one cares of naught, not
Our skins are in white
Walk and talk all alike
And we saunter with our pockets out
We wear in the greys like you,
Breathe in the deadly air like you
Live, live just like you
Haven’t you heard?
We’ve come here to die
This poem is about:
Our world