The reeking stench of a bloody war,
The hopeless shrieks of a child
The silent words of a lullaby
The nostalgia in the wild
The reminiscence of the life before the destruction
Now, nothing’s left of that vivid reflection….
The once fertile land is choked with smoke,
Where the ashen beads of sweat of the peasants still lie
The orphanages and shelter homes are in havoc,
Now stuffed with the lifeless as millions die
We sounded the trumpet of victory,
We boasted of our glorious win
We turned a whole thriving land into a cemetery
And on our faces we still have a shameless grin?
When did we let go of our conscience?
When did humanity leave the temple within our being?
How did we learn to win against our abstinence ,
To never hurt an innocent thing?
When did the God residing in us get replaced by a Devil?
When did we turn from good to evil?
If we can find the answers, we have worthily led this life
But, if we can’t, then we’ve been and we are still living an
unfortunate lie!!!!!
- Sagittaire Solitaire
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