Everything is set ablaze,
Every household is in flames,
Every heart is smouldering within,
Agony is painted on people's faces,
Generation after generation is tormented,
In a frenzied mood - broken down!
I try my best to draw an expressive painting,
Of my frantic condition and emotions -
Sadness, despair؛ agony, anguish;
Pain, hatred; rage, vengeance -
To summarise the painting of my cataclysm,
it's a dreadful work of art, true and real,
i used crimson, to display my rage andanger,
For brutal oppression, and violent occupation,
I splashed monochromatic shades,
To highlight my sad and melancholic feelings,
I used purple, to feature my blushing and burning,
For the growing bitterness of shame from subjugation,
I used turmeric, to show my intolerable shock,
Caused by the cowardice and betrayal,
Of the murderous enemy agents -
Informers and collaborators,
I used white, in the background,
Because I am hopeful andconfidant,
A new light shall shine upon me,
Efulging from the sun of peace and harmony
Mykoul
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