Doctrines and believers,
Are set to free the human being,
For the land's so vast and empty; to be filled with joy and gleam.
I say,
"Lord, you hear and you see,
You know and you know,
But why, Lord?"
Human turned into animals,
As they are behaving just equal,
Pain, scream, and tears,
Of brutality, bombings, genocide, and murder.
A school looks like a shooting range,
An airport is a battlefield,
A city; now, a graveyard.
You know what,
Perhaps if you're confused as you read this,
Ask your soul, whether it stays mundane,
Or more to animal's.
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Credits to Mr. Habibbulah
Edited By Giena Edrie
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