Generation Genocide

by Karim Isaac Hyderali

Tonight we party with death’s disciples Arm up with blades, bombs and rifles Or just sit back and clutch your Bible Nowhere to run from Generation Genocide Mother Nature became the Grim Reaper’s Bride

As his body hits the dirt He sees his blood become absorbed by the Earth Bombs falling from the sky Seven years old is too young to see people die The blast robbed him of his sight Wanted to show off his brand new shoes He heard screams as his loved were ones split in two Seventy-three years of his people living through this hell Fighting day after day, praying that they prevail

Accounts of forced sterilization Beaten until they pledged loyalty to their nation Police boots to the abdomen and struck with electric probes Treated this way until their hearts and mind broke Detained and forced to do everything she normally wouldn’t Just because she was a proud Uyghur woman Subjugated to mass torture and rape Xi Jinping assures us that it’s fake

Generation Genocide Born into this way of life Victims of our predecessors’ pride We just wanna scream into the night Constantly in a fight, Fighting just to stay alive

Mother Nature is having a stroke Assad’s chemicals will make you choke Russia’s making Ukraine go up in smoke China operating under the guise of reeducation is a joke

Venezuelans can’t afford to eat, so they’re being forced to flee The world is infected with COVID-19 Afghanistan has been taken by the Taliban Sexual violence is running rampant in South Sudan

I.C.E. has been putting immigrants in cages Free speech in North Korea is considered outrageous Unmarked graves underneath Canada’s residential schools Slaves are being used to mine up jewels

Sixes in groups of three Misery won’t set us free Born into this fucked up world What can we do, we have no say Everything slowly fades to gray

Death and destruction around every single corner Even elementary school’s have been getting visits from the coroner Thirty-four school shootings when it was mostly virtual Parents and children bursting into tears Because death always draws near And far too many have grown to become desensitized Guess that’s what makes us Generation Genocide

Found himself on the receiving end of a .22 He just wanted to liberate his people and expose the truth His daughter found him covered in bullet holes Because of the politicians he opposed Freedom of speech only applies to sheep Blood of journalists continue to flood Mexican streets Don’t ask about femicide, hate crimes, the drug trade or Inidgenous extortion Or else your unsolved murder becomes your misfortune

Families being forced to flee their homes Artsakh falling under Azerbaijani control Don’t want them to have a nation of their own Children drawing bombs and tanks Reflecting on seeing where they grew up turn to waste Feeling like there’s a hole within their soul Can’t forgive them for the lives and land they stole

Who’s to say that in ten years we’ll be alive anyways? But more importantly, who’s to blame for letting the world get this way? Anger and frustration burn like toxic radiation That’s just how it is for this unfortunate generation We were all forced to go and drink the Kool-Aid Fucking up the planet, so the rich can get paid Mother Earth continues to withstand our abuse All of the toxic and atmospheric waste that we produce

Trash, oil and debris fill the seas Marine life begin to die and catch disease The air and water start to go up by a few degrees Ice caps melt by the day, arctic life begins to fade away Forests suddenly set ablaze, flames burning all the animals in its way The survivors end up displaced, and their populations begin to decay Direct results of the pollution that we create

The Amazon is under attack Her children are murdered when they try to fight back Wounds creating carbon emissions, The complete opposite of her original mission Bolsonaro laughing as her warriors are killed Indigenous genocide gives him thrills The forest cries as more native blood spills

Blessed be the protectors of the land, Guardians making a stand, But they must live in fear Knowing the government doesn’t want them here So when they can’t find them, They go and destroy their home The sins of our predecessors, Generation Genocide must atone

Stare into their eyes With a heart as black as night Look at their pain and despair Tell them you don’t really care Generation Genocide is losing its breath

Quiet now, don’t make a sound Watch as humanity falters to the ground