Cries in the Dark

🎶 Title: “Cries in the Dark”

A Lyrical Elegy for the Used and the Fallen

They came not in anger, only in need,

Coins in their hands, mouths they must feed.

Riding on hope dressed up as lies,

Into the city where silence dies.

Their brothers stood with banners high,

But hunger had blurred the reason why.

Faces they knew stood in their way,

Yet still they moved, as pawns must obey.

Oh, cries in the dark,

Flames in the street,

Ashes and names

That we’ll never repeat.

Where are the ones

Who bought their shame?

Gone with the wind,

Leaving only the pain.

Yau uru wang’u Jodalawa…

Let us not walk this road again.

Now the hunted are hunted, the wheel has turned,

The streets remember, the fire has burned.

Eight souls gone, many more lost,

All for a cause that counted the cost—

In blood, not truth.

Mothers now wail by open graves,

Calling the names no one saves.

And those who paid? They’ve fled the light,

Their hands clean now, hidden from sight.

Oh, cries in the dark,

Flames in the street,

Ashes and names

That we’ll never repeat.

Where are the ones

Who bought their shame?

Gone with the wind,

Leaving only the pain.

Yau uru wang’u Jodalawa…

Let us not walk this road again.

[Bridge] (Spoken/Chanted with minimal instrumentation)

Jodalawa...

Do not turn blade upon your kin.

The people you fight...

Are the ones you live among.

Let no one rent your rage again.

Remember. Rise. Reclaim.

[Final Chorus] (Softer, fading)

Oh, cries in the dark,

Flames in the street,

Ashes and names

That we’ll never repeat.

Let justice rise

From where we fell—

May our tomorrow

Break this spell.

Yau uru wang’u Jodalawa…

Let this never be again.