SURVIVOR’S GUILT                      95-99



There are some survivors who
Have no liberation, they
Can't switch off 
A permanent documentary
Waiting for God to
Come on down and claim them
Like something left behind
In Lost Property

War gives some lives meaning
Holding on from fear
Or else a sense of purpose for
A victim's choice is clear
It's the friction of opinion
And selfish preservation
WHEN’S A FREEDOM FIGHTER NOT?
WHEN THEY FURTHER A RESTRICTION
Year after year you elect these
Smiling terrorists
Who don't need to kill in secret
Because you forget so fast
Friend’s promises mean nothing
But threats to enemies keep
So nightmares take on form for
You're so nearly asleep

And I saw all the pictures
Drawn out by the children
In charcoal in the camps as they waited for their turn
And my hatred and my shame they
Almost overthrew me, my
Eyes flooded with tears and determination burned
For all I’d survived was myself
At times it almost seemed enough
Perhaps my brother would have been a better son
For the fraction that I’ve learned and the little that I’ve done.