of the flavor of life
When my fellows
suffer to live
As the blood streams
everywhere around
how can I think
of happy smiles
As the loved ones
left us along way
how can I take pride
of this little life, being alive
The flavor of life
destroyed with blood
of our loved ones
who are killed every day
how can I write
of the beauty around
when my country men
are dying for no reason
When my fellows
suffer to live
As the blood streams
everywhere around
how can I think
of happy smiles
As the loved ones
left us along way
how can I take pride
of this little life, being alive
The flavor of life
destroyed with blood
of our loved ones
who are killed every day
how can I write
of the beauty around
when my country men
are dying for no reason
Written for May A-Z Challenge..!!!
2 comments:
A very commpssionate poem and sentiments I agree with.
Yvonne,
@Yvonne
thank you dear..!!
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