I feel bad
At spill of blood
Now in open day light
Do we feel it right?
Why children should die?
Why not we all try?
Let destruction be
But deaths not be
We may build huts again
We may not feel pain
But ah! These children of god
Now lying in pool of blood
It is general appeal
For blood real
Let it not flow
When kind wind blows
Let us not make future bleak
Let truth speak!
Not Palestinian children alone
But Israelis case too not forgotten
Do we need territory alone?
Is that called the gain?
If that is the case so
One day one mad dictator may blow us all
I just do not like it Clyde Land3 minutes ago There is enough agony in the world,
Sachi Ramnauth Very frightful the apprehension that such a reality may eventually materialize 1 hr · Unlike · 1
wow Joey Treul5 minutes ago such strong imagery and message with such delicate language. Comment +1
Bad is Cheating Stephen Richards4 minutes ago Telling that you feel bad defeats the purpose. Comment 1 Comment+1 Hasmukh MehtaLess than a minute ago feel bad at happening. try to catch spirit dear Comment +1
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I feel bad At spill of blood