by Cosmos

How much must we carry?

One child, a family, the whole city?

How heavy must the weight be?

Bleeding, containing the growth of the world

World born from us, to test and drain us

Why must the world leave us alone

to carry the burden, bearer of life

Machines crushing souls

lives cut in half

Blood finds no Cloth in times of war

Why must our wombs be the target of that?

While ruthless ego sits on a throne

Our womb reduced to the darkness not shown

And they claim Peace was their goal.

Men do not care how heavy we flow

We carry the souls, the loss and the hope