A history made to eliminate,
Those symbolisms some come to idolize...
That which had taken place,
Does not erase...
The feelings of others left affected.
With those sorrows to revisit with them to sit.
Nor does attempts to chase away pain,
Or remove blood stains still causing eyes to cry...
Overnight dry.
From the ones who have lived with broken hearts.
Only an effective change to make with it done,
Comes to be felt and not left to debate it.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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