“Where is my speech?”


I hear people screaming
Some of them near death
Because of the way they are living
Police attacking those who idealize a better country
It’s over, the authorities killed them.

I hear people screaming
I’m of those fighting for my voice
I fear dying.

They are silencing my people
Lack of freedom has become the new beast
We don’t have way to fight, just wait until we all die.

I hear people screaming
I want to be free
Going outside to take a breath and see
No more oppression for us
I wished it’s over
My words are ending
Just like our dissenting.