What vow could be it,
that started with destruction.....
All the human's sufferings,
Commenced in that dungeon....
captured where, thy darkest face,
nonetheless, it's my favorite place.....
How foul the desires, that can't be traced,
it's you or me, no one can be graced......
assault of souls, degradation of minds,
we "the educated people", how sinful a kind...
Countless lives, whose prayers denied,
Virus, bombs, missiles, is this our pride?
God's most intelligent being, left the sanity,
Bloodshed everywhere, is this the humanity?
Mercy, O Lord, mercy on thy souls,
Let them not divert from their prime goal...
"let the skylark, sing the sweet song,
Stop the entire breed from being wrong"....
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Author:
shradha (
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- Published: March 6th, 2023 13:30
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- Category: Reflection
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