how could you not believe?
do you think it's a joke
a few dying everyday
corpses lying on the ground
memories of suffering and fear
and you have the nerve to call them liars?

even photographs full of gore and tradgedy
these people - their friends - their family
all gone or not to be seen for many a day
escape - to them - but a dot of light
at the bottom of a deep, dark, sea
and you still have the nerve to call them liars

couldn't that be enough to show you?
why do we have to proove it to you anyway?
why must you be so ignorant?
these people - waiting - so long
the feeling of helplessness
overwhelming pain and worry
tell me. why do you call them liars?