“My Country” by Fay Bcharah

By Fay Bcharah

My country is in ruins
My country is in shambles
My country knows no light
My country shows no grace
My country tries to sacrifice
My country tries to rebel
My country has turned to ashes
My country has turned to stone.
My country fears the future
My country fears itself
My country is a shameless show
My country is a flower
struggling to grow.

My country is my heart
My country is my soul
Each and every gunshot
Pierced a great, deep hole.
My country stole my spirit
My country stole my hush
Buried it beneath the rich soil
Of every person who lost the rush.

My country left its morals
My country left its home
My country took humanity
And turned it into a maul.

My country saved the war
My country saved the devil
My country asks for help
My country asks for hell.