There is a fire burning in Eden

There’s a fire burning in Eden 
The snake changes skin 
But it’s power fuels the flames. 
We’ve seen this before 
But each time the fire burns more.
Cannibalism, homogenous destruction.  

I sit in my room, watching 
as my own people harm each other.
Neither side to blame. 
Both doing their job. 
Students learning the cruelty 
the world can bestow upon them 
for speaking out, merely believing 
that change is possible. 
Our elders, forgetting the burden 
of the hammer and sickle, 
foolishly thinking that they 
are afforded new freedoms. 
Policemen doing their job 
out of fear of repercussion. 
Blood staining our streets,
sending flash bangs of consciousness 
to our concussed diaspora. 

I sit in my room, 
My hands stained 
with the blood of my people. 
Could this be what they want? 
Questioning my political allegiance. 
Beware of false prophets, 
for it is April, and no “pasha” 
is as they seem. 

Music/Educational Video: Since I haven't posted in almost two years, its only fitting I keep one thing a constant. The music on the bottom of every post. This week its a combo video of Armenian Traditional Clothing and An Armenian Traditional song called "Ari Ari"