Killing us
Our child
Our women
Our olders
Killing brutally
Killing ceaselessly
Cry not
Lament not
Pray not to you
'cause we know
Just after a break
You
Your men
Your child
Your women
Your olders
'll meet in the same graveyard
'll come to lie beside us
Where we lie now with our wounds
Pranab k c
27/10/2023
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