Storm

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[A/N: This poem is written on the background of the debacle that is happening, now almost everyday. More famously known as terrorism.]

The world is in fragments,

We are in a dreary desert,

Millions of lives lost,

It is a storm that we created.

It's not about religion,

It's not about hatred,

It's about the murders that took place,

In a storm that we created.

We are fighting a war of no reason,

The truth is but death,

But the subversion will bury us in the grave,

In the storm that we created.

It's not about heroism,

or strength, or vigor,

But about the destruction and brutality

Of the storm that we created.

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