CIVIL LIBERTIES

Where are they?

Buried beneath the rubble
with a five thousand
year old civilization
Buried under the artwork
lying with wide eyed children
breathless and bleeding

How sad
how incredibly sad
Incredibly, miserably sad

Will the light dawn
when they hear
the names read aloud

Will the bloody head
rear up

will they hold
a dead child's hand

will they reflect
upon the pain
the suffering

will they give them
the medal of freedom

will they turn
and walk away
Will they?