No Tears

No Tears

East or West
no land is best
none is sacred when doom falls
when life tests!
East or West
no place is best
for all your sorrows
no tears are left.
you danced to our screams
you mocked our woes
and with your dirty fingers
you spelt hot salt
on our bleeding wounds
and here is your turn
to taste pain.

East or West
nowhere is best
survival not for the fittest
but he who loves more, lives longest.
faihaء