Peace

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Bloodshed around, corpses surround,

Innocent bodies lying on the ground.

My eyes forget to blink,

Due to the guilt making me sink.

There are no tears left,

only robbery and theft,

My sword is covered with screaming blood,

And my land covered with red flood.

The whole kingdom is surrounded by fire,

Peace is the only thing I desire.

I visit temples, I visit church,

Oh god, am I asking for too much?

~Jasleen Kaur

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