Abel’s tragedy
Blood flows down the streets, seeking retribution,
dissonantly crying out for an avenger, a score that needs settling,
memories of harrowing cruelties, injustice from the birth of time,
children starving, subsisting on meals of hope,
parents perishing, from people to statistics.
The blood slowly seeping into the ground, weakening the foundation of society,
watering seeds of dissident hope, yearning for impossible change,
shifting the gaze of the masses to look beyond life itself, awaiting a new dawn,
a resurrection into a new world, a revolution of the mind, a transformation of reality.
