Hustled castle burnt to death,
The light of hope declined to the fest,
Hungry souls bawl with no rest,
The color "RED", got spread in the world that’s colorless,
“How can you not see my pain?”
“How can you let go their sin, unrest?”
The children go unseen with no value of their existence,
But are labeled convicts with no deeds of offenses...
The world has grown to be immortal- now,
With the open massacre of the people like you and me,
Corporeal soul live a lethal life,
With no assurance and reason explained-
“Why am I facing the brutal reality of death, before I even get to respire in my calmness...?”
Can’t there be the concord of love and peace,
How further can we take this?
Isn’t this annihilation enough to prove the cruelty?
-the reality of ours, how frivolous we are, and we can be!?
*Dedicated to the people of Syria- Hoping things will get fine, and there comes the brighter and better day for them to have a smile and a happy life to live in peace*
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