A Lament For ICT

Her people are confused
Why do I feel pain and accompanied with unanswered question
Why do I hurting

She cries out a behalf of her inhabitance
Where is my justice
Why I am covered with blood on the innocent
Where is my hero
Where is the one who is supposed to recue me

She feels naked and alone
Why does not one person look at me
Why do people who past by look the other direction
Why am I so ugly to their eyes

Her beauty is covered up by death and destruction
Why do I feel dark
Like the life is being sucked out of me
Why do the children cry for the lost

Her people cry for help but yet everyone stand still
I have mothers bagging on the my streets
I have children who are hungry
I have men unemployed
I have my rivers and lakes flooded with tears of my people

She seeks for love and justice
Who will look upon me with favor
Who will see my beauty through my mud
Who will take me as their bride
Who will be my protector

Who will come and find her
Who will seek me out