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No more tears



Our tears flow into the sea that surrounds our nation
We cry out loud but the hatred and selfishness around deafens the sounds
My mother cries over my body while you change the station
Three of us killed in a week this is nothing but a bloody nation
All I hear is how I am the future of my island but presently I'm fighting to be a better human
You don't see my struggles, you don't feel my pain my tears are bursting through my fragile veins
I am a child, my mother and father are my guide
But I am a child of this nation a child who needs help, help to find a new light a new direction
I cry, I cry, I cry it does nothing but fall to the ground
A day or two later and so called words of comfort are echoed from the leaders microphones
What happens next?
Life goes on
Till another one of my friends is gunned down and a mother cry out
No more tears I want to cry
No more tears for my mother,father or my friend

The whole nation needs an awakening
Bills and bills and bill and bills
The issue of crime still lingering  on as innocent lives are snatched out at will
No more tears I want my mother to cry as she wipes up blood
No more tears I want my mother to cry as she clothes us
No more tears I want  my mother to cry as she feeds and bathes us

The nation has grown cold
Heartless men and women walk on our roads   bodies with souls that have been sold
Mother kills her baby, son kills his father, friend kills her friend just a recap of a day in the bloody nation Jamrock
When political issues are at hand our leaders stand firm like an army
When innocent people are killed they curl over and stare like a helpless baby
No more tears should our people have to cry
No more tears let our rivers run dry
Shaking bodies of our children as they can't understand why
Why they have no mother or father  to hug them and say it'll be alright
Bloody hands of the killers washed in the tears we cry
The land of wood and water
The land of blood and tears

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