When it Blows

It carries the cries
The soulful cries of its inhabitants
It carries the cries near and far
It carries the cries but no one seems to hear
To the hear the cries of its oppressed
The cries of its oppressed inhabitants
It carries the tears that no one sees
The tears that no one hears hit the ground
It carries the thunderous screams
The thunderous screams that still don't cause anyone to wake
That still don't cause anyone to shake
Its winds carry the lives
The lives that we ignored
The lives of its formerly oppressed
Its formerly oppressed inhabitants
Yet you curse the wind
The wind that carries the cries that you don't listen to

(c) 2008