Ocean of bloodshed is rushing in Asia
I dare not to say a single word without of aphasia
Innocent people are butchering in battlefields
Sovereign monarchs are reigning over be-fooled in golden fields
Angelic children are massacred in their mother's laps
Atrocious killers are far brutish than those beasty kidnaps
Have you ever witnessed the last breath of your beloved babies?
Murderers are afflicted with contagious rabies
Or perhaps hearts made out of stone, maybe
Where is that supposed utopia? The pure heritage of Plato
Is it the only mean of philosophers, merely to play to?
Stop war, please, just for a while
Let's get rid of any fight and vile
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