tortured by saboteurs,
ended from wounds
and buried underground.
Seconds of fright
wouldn’t be forgotten.
Happiness was fainted
by soreness that painted.
Cries you sang as your prayers,
with the shouts that carved your shatters."
“Ganbare” you said
Burned by sugar cane
“Hang in there” you said
Let the dust remain
Let the dust remain
Let the dust remain