Requisition of Hope by Arielle Yaffe
We've got our lives to live In spite of the memories we have More painful than shattered limbs Late at night, waking in tears All those thoughts and too many years Forced labour and depravation of youth A thousand words cannot recount The torturous moments by which we were bound Our wishes are simple and often denied The wish to be loved and granted respect A little humanity would not go astray Find a little empathy, forget about sympathy Cause sympathy sees, but does not feel And empathy knows the depth of what's real All the things you said, all the things you did Can never outweight... The beauty of what we've become.