A Cruel Joke told before

what a cruel joke this has become
humans fleeing from live rounds
now forced to sleeping amidst cases
innumerable on the ground
feeling empty, struck with fear
with the burning of their homes
hell still hasn’t disappeared
revived to lock away
brandishing leaflets of lies
gassing our tears to try
have us march from the graves
animals lead to the slaughterhouse
keep us quiet with empty promises
only way to get out is to go in
but nobody can silence my shout
will never accept becoming part of this
to our collective chagrin
it has long been told
and will continue to happen
of that I have no doubt