Under a spell of delusion
We witnessed jackals vultures
Donkeys elephants horses
And so many things here,
We know though all are one
And the same.
We cry, we smile and those
That are bad and good at this time,
In every way we prepared ourselves
To fight with time though we know
We face all the failures here.
It is the mountains rock
It is dust rose in clouds
We know we are on this earth
In troubles.
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