Secluded by generalities

No eyes saw them before

Exiled and damned from birth till death

Rejected by their parents

Locked up as beasts

No clergy brought their souls to bless



Never ending pain

In the hour of their death

Driven to their tomb

By never healing wounds



Nobody perceived the cries

No famine got appeased

In hospitals of infanticide

Killers camouflaged

As harmless pediatrist

Children found no place to hide



Never ending pain

In the hour of their death

Driven to their tomb

By never healing wounds



Never ending pain

In the hour of their death

Driven to their tomb

By never healing wounds



With excrements soiled bodies

Starved by malnutrition

Whooping cough and AIDS disease

Now the regime is overthrown

Memorials are raised

But hopes to survive will freeze



Never ending pain

In the hour of their death

Driven to their tomb

By never healing wounds