When missiles havoc the sky
And the dead scatters the land,
Blood stains the holy rivers
Flows like the blood in my veins.
Rock turns into sand, sand turns into dust
Dust flies with the vile wind,
The same goes for the human spirit
Too many lives have gone up in smoke.
Too many countries tron by their idols
Turn the silent peace into war,
Well, politicians may save themselves
While senseless scars befall the civilians.
Gentleness has perished from human’s heart
The world has surrendered to man’s evil,
Is there still hope for human race?
Are we lost in modern madness without a trace?
A dark horizon slowly coming into sight
Mother nature’s gardens turn into deserts,
What has come over human beings?
Rare values are left to be seen.
Monday, September 1, 2008
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