In the deserted land of Karbala,
Blazing winds were blowing
The scorching hot sun
And the cruel ruins
The sky was Blood Red
The land was Dry Dead
No signs of civilization remained
Only the destructions of battle displayed
It was Light versus Darkness
It was Justice versus Cruelty
It was Good versus Evil
It was God versus Satan
To be continued........
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" A Burnt Diary ".
Poetry"When you don't know what to do, Look up the sky and ask why it's blue".
