Long ago there stood some mystery Waiting to be explored Down the trough, Up the crest, Where in nothing cremated. Then forcibly drawn To accept and reject, The truth The unfoldings of life. :)
Went out to explore the nightfall The sky blooming in rage Crawlng and coming closer Moving with all might Knowing nothing about the scars Scared to uphold a knife To pierce through the pain That are all divine No caress around Only the victims surround Till the final trial Until the final war.
To all those people suffering mentally and physically as well. To all those people fighting for their country forgetting about themselves. I hope it helps and sorry for any mistakes since I m new to it. Thank you