O! you son of hell,
Who made people live in despair.
Ringing the death bell,
turned the heaven on earth to hell.
Every time you come and go,
a forest of dead bodies you sow.
Pleased looking at the blood flow,
and yet, desire for more?
Can’t you feel the stirring emotions?
Can’t you see all this demolition?
Can’t you hear the cries of sorrow?
Under the rain of ashes and rainbow of arrows...
Sounding deeper than a thunder,
do not easily surrender,
you are that bug in the fruit,
on this holy earth, you are the bitter truth.
One day, I was sitting and thinking about the war, terrorism and I am asking this to myself.. Why? Why all this? What has happened to the people? Why are people behind killing their own race? This makes me so sick and very sad thinking of the innocent lives getting killed for no reason.
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