Far Away

How can you sleep when all you can here are screams?
How can you even go to bed?
When all they have are the streets
Moan in pain
Hungry and desperate
Fighting to just to keep sane

It is hard to keep the faith
Harder even to let go
When all you do is watch the news
When all you do is shed a tear
Or maybe two

We aren’t the victims here
They are
We aren’t the villains either
They are
We are the human limbo
We are born and then we die
We are not killed nor saved
On the side lines of life we remain

Covering our faces very tight
Peaking from the cracks of our fingers
Shivering hiding wishing it to go away

The past was glorious, we are told
Knights of our times
Angels on the horses of hope
Yet we are lost
Far away from home
Far away from home

Sleep tight my dear, they have stopped
Sweet dreams
You won’t hear them anymore
They promised not to scream