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Can You Hear My Cry

by Sam Khan-McIntyre

Cry and cry, till I die

Can you hear,  I want you by me

As we used to play

In the long golden grass, 

My beautiful one. Long gone

Four years, but still with me

 

Played till state authorities saw

And stole from us our life, 

Raped us for themselves 

Persecuted us, we ran, not mad

To escape their tether chains cells

Far away, beyond altitude. 

 

For we are ...

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Sunday 4th November 2018 6:38 pm

tling wash   Up away   from those   cliffs Moved all mountains   Fast past the sun's rays   So they would not find us   But they must have done   We still crying for one-another   This time too   in the cliffs   Can you hear my cry   my call   Through the sun   sand   ether   Can you hear me   now   still Ringing   in the silent wind   Sam Khan-McIntyre   Gavin Khan-McIntyre   writings   write out loud   write out loud.net

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