For those in rubble
I cannot bare the sight of your entire life shattered
The hills of history collapsed by a shot
Sending mysteries and evidences of lives not forgot
You must walk a top the roofs of your own homes, barefoot in fury
The cause as to why is between one’s history and another’s territory
Where have your neighbors gone during this murder and siege?
Where have the good sons flown throughout this massacre and greed?
I am with you even if temporarily
I am with you even in a false reality