Why, Srebrenica, Why?

Willem Bernardus Tijssen

Srebrenica, let us not forget!
The uselessness of the dead.
Of all those souls in their own belief,
By the hands of the hatred to the god of its grief.
It where the thousands in their belief of Allah,
Who were killed at Srebrenica.

Srebrenica, let us not forget!
It's blood of violence is more red than red.
Of all those souls in their helplessness alone,
By the evil minds with a heart of stone.
It were the thousands in the name of their god,
Who were killed on that terrible spot.

Srebrenica, let us not forget!
Why it happened without regret,
That the one the other without understanding,
wanted to kill without further demanding?
It were the thousands in their belief of Allah,
Who died their useless dead at Srebrenica.

Why, Srebrenica, why?
Your history is our witness and don't lie!
Why not make us brave and able to look with an open eye,
In order to make it useless to ask us why?



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