Riot They came from nowhere, Burning Effigies, With sticks and sickles in hand, Devastating everything in their way, I feared coz my skin was fair, Like a refugee, In my own motherland, Fleeing for I couldn’t stay, To watch the horrors unfold, Right before my eyes, Sight and smell of burning tyres, Left me nauseated, Playing to audience of whole world, I heard the screams, I heard the cries, Of people ablaze in fire, Leaving entire population decimated, Smashing windows, razing homes, Killing cattle, raping women, Looting crops, mutilating children, They went berserk on a murderous campaign, Leaving only ashes and bones, Conflagration swept, until break of dawn, Yet everybody choose to remain silent, On a dreadful night, when heartless reigned,