Burning rose on a fertile land.
Eyes witnessing the drowning of
future's last hope.
Joy slip and fell real hard today, it had
The soil cracked.
Tears were dropped, but no one
Saw it. Cos they never care!
Purpose of breathing were put to
Doubt'
The world seems to be changing
As the pace of a leopard.
Where are the Heavenly blessings?
Cos all the eyes saw was pain, hate
And a burning rose
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