Betrayed
We hide again beneath the snowfall.
We flee and fall from what's been done
We run and run to see our home burns.
We run, in cry, from deeds of fathers, –
Beheaded statues in the end.
No blood can wash our lie and crimes,
No one can save us from our fate.
I see all this, the crownless kingdoms, –
My word has come to rise again, –
Forgive us, Lord, for us, imprisoned, –
For our hopes we have betrayed.
9, January
2017
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