Orchestra of chaos

As I stand in front the house that was once my home where I grew up and my forefathers stayed. The house that my forefathers built with their tears, sweat and blood. The house that was snatched from me by the people that came with nothing but their names begging my fathers for a place to lay begging for food to eat for warm blankets. Those selfish ingrates with bulging eyes and long necks . They took everything from our identities to our warmth . They took the dignity of my fathers, mothers, sisters and brothers . They stripped them of their virtues. They sucked away the innocence of my younger ones. They showed us brutality in the worst ways, they took souls of our ancestors . Ripped us apart from the things we knew. We cried out for help but no one listened. We pleaded with the Messiahs but the used our pleas against us . We tried to fight back but they snatched our fight songs and twisted till it became theirs. They used our homes to orchestrate our destruction. They stole our voices and trapped in it a jar brewed as tea. . The sang and partied in our house as they brought despair upon us . Ingrate, selfish narcissistic unsatisfied fools.

They think they are the victors but let me tell you today we take everything back.  our freedom, our identities, our homes. are going into this battle without anything but our faith and hope. I walk into the house, I get weird looks because I know why because of my bloody hands. This is the blood of my brother as I try to gather his remains to bury him and they are the cause and they know it . A hand tries to pull me back but I don’t let them hold me back.  I am here to ask for our freedom . The hand pulls me by my hair “please let me go” the hand doesn’t listen it keeps it gripping me tighter. The hands slam me to the ground “you dirty little animal ! why have you come here” the hand says to  me. I just want to ask for our freedom. Please let us go and give us our home back. My dad is gone, my mom is gone, the only person left for me is gone, today was supposed to be my brother’s graduation but he is gone please please let us go let us be free please .

You all don’t deserve to live, the hand says as he slaps me multiple times. He stops and  gets up. I have to go inside. I have to ask for our freedom. I am nearing the door. I will beg on my knees  . Bang! Bang!Bang! The sound of the end to my chaos . I just wanted to be free, I just wanted to go back to school and I just wanted to go on the slides with Nadia . Where is Nadia? I hope….