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Sanctuary of Death

A place of joy, a place of peace,
A place to mourn a blessed release,
But in April 1994 ....
Two thousand Tutsi's, maybe more
Slain by Hutu neighbours and friends so very dear
Fought to death with machete and spear.
This place their haven, now their tomb
Even the unborn child within its mothers womb.

A shaft of light through the window shone
No more would they sing their joyous song
Children with tortured and haunted minds
Left to suffer the wrath of mankind.
Scarred by the blade that cut so deep
And the westerners full of pity yet seldom weep
Skulls and bones left in the aftermath
Reminders to us of this terrible bloodbath