Their lives are like fallen leaves
That lay on the ground until
They gradually just disappear
As if they never ever existed
But they are not leaves
To be swept away by invaders
They are human beings
Who are being exterminated
It is not a lapse of memory
Since the last holocaust
It is a selective memory loss
That sees riches on the horizon
When leaders disregard
The will of their people
They are no longer leaders
They are the rogues of a nation
