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MC Kash
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Family Potrait
Verse I：
he left home one morning with
a basket of fruits
kept walking in the snow with
his half torn boots
it's hard in a war zone to earn
your living
and to feed your fam you
should be brave and willing
to go out in a world of
constant hate
where the guns keep blazing
night and day
but your kids will starve if you
don't face this war
and he had seen it all when
they burnt his stall
when the skies turn red and
their rage would call
when machine guns roared till
every man would fall
but courage and will took over
his tears
and he left home that day
feeling his fears
it's cruel how fate never gave a
chance
to faith, hope and the dreams
of this man
for an armoured truck did
cross his path
and he left home that day and
never came back
Verse II:
she looks out a window and
stares at a door
still waits for that man who
went out in the cold
hours have passed and years
have gone
her tears run dry but her
search is on
outside jails and garrisons she
waits in a line
'Is he here?' she would ask is
he still alive
on bits of paper they write it
down
last seen in Papa 2 now moved
out of town
and with a child in her arms
she goes looking around
through miles of journey she
fights her doubts
who survived in this war who
lived to tell
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what happens when you
dissappear in this hell
and she got no answers in
their courts of shame
and was called a half widow
seeking a grave
now she lives with her struggle
in a room so dark
that when she holds his
pictures you could hear him
talk
Verse III:
it's hard for a fatherless son to
grow up
in a world so cold when it
hurts to hold on
to a life so cruel when you
living so poor
that to feed your hunger you
would eat your soul
you would beat the cold like
your dad had done
but your mum is old and she
needs her son
but you done with patience
posing questions
invoking God - opposing fiction
mother why he gone I need
him now
been speakin to pictures can I
feel him now
can I ask for justice a cause or
reason
or my dad's grave, so I could
see him
and I know it maa you
sacrificed
saving money for my school
you raised me right
putting food on the table you
taught me life
but it hurts when I hear you cry
all night
MC Kash speaking:
The struggle of this family has
just started. Every other month,
mass graves emerge from the
bosom of this land. And every
other day,
thousands of families like these
seek answers. The forgotten
people,
of a forgotten land . . .
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