Inside this infant shell
I prematurely came of age
A childhood's remnants

For nightmares of abysmal suffering

I carried the burden

To the edges of my soul
To spread the tale for those
Who are forced to scream without a mouth


You thousands, you millions
Behold the sound of my voice

You children of children
Remember the sound of my voice
Harbinger of the past

Keeper of a better tomorrow?

My eyes have gazed into a vortex of brutality

From the undertow
I surfaced and was washed ashore
I am an orphan, yet a child to all my memories


I am alone
Yet there are so many more

Like me

One of millions

Descended into chaos
Victims of minds infected
With all consuming hate


The rain of all these tears
Has cleansed my mind of anger

It has erased the urge
To retaliate