An Arrow Of Hatred
A bird has been shot;
By an arrow of hatred,
Falling from the skies,
Like a kite with no strings attached!
Eager to taste dust;
So agile and chaste,
Still so futile!
The man who shot was also been shot,
By the arrow of hatred right into his eyes,
And now he shoots hearts with the same arrow!
The bird shall commence soon again,
Confinement will be renounced!
Astonishing the winds jeopardy,
She will fly!
Any arrow can't devastate hope!
All she needs is a soft hand,
Of love! Ferocious and...