Monday, February 8, 2010


(Inspired by the movie 'Blood Diamond' and the Live 8 concerts before the G8 summit)

After a hard day's work at the diamond fields,
they come home and this time they won't yield
to their mother's lame excuses,her borrowed time
"We want food!",in unison their voices chime
"We don't want hot water with shards of wood.
We want something to chew upon,mother,we want real food.
You can't tranquilize us anymore promising food when we wake,
The hustlers down in the fields have taught us,it's all fake.
They've taught us-if we want our bread,we have to induce fear
into the minds of those who claim they love us and they care.
So here we are,back with the Master's gun
Let us know when your cooking is done.
To our hearts' content,we'll have our fill
and then we'll go back down the hill
to the river where our sweat and blood flows,
where cruelty speaks and anything goes.
Your fairytales never taught us how the real world works
Only the hustlers' ambition could do that,for in our nightmare lurks
the mad cracking of the Master's leather whip
and if you ever wondered,that's why we scream in our sleep..."


  1. 與其爭取不可能得到的東西,不如善自珍惜運用自己所擁有的........................................

  2. really well done....i just wish watching blood diamond had made me this creative!

  3. woah! Sreejata! you have great potential my dear!

  4. Love this one! Beautifully melancholic.