I see the world’s
faces in dismays
Where mothers yell
awaking deaths.
I see the world
with its mountains
Some people ski
some others dive.
I see the world
full of green fleshes
Kind people cry
slayers dine, dance.
I see the world
souls vanishing souls
To confirm recent sayings,
“Who can end the Y’s crimes? ”
I see the world full of green fleshes Kind people cry slayers dine, dance. Sylva, our world is full of injustice. Mostly, it's the innocent that suffers. Sometimes, one wonders: how could this be? And yet we remain powerless to change it all. Thanks for raising the awareness. 10
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It is so admirable, the passion in your writing.Will we ever see a world of equality. peace, love and freedom for all mankind? Wouldn't that be wonderful. A potent write, Disturbingly powerful