*"Listen and weep
at
what we lost..."*
Somewhere in the deep green jungles
of South-East Asia
we freely
sold our soul,
hacked our humanity,
corrupted our compassion...
We buried the Truth
in that emerald paradise.
We are the dead
that walk with bankrupted souls,
we napalmed innocence
and in body bags stitched souls
and catacombed them
in the graveyard of
deceit
&
putrefying
decades of decay.
©Rangzeb Hussain
Dec 4, 2010
Dec 4, 2010 at 1:52 AM UTC
*"Listen and weep
at
what we lost..."*
Somewhere in the deep green jungles
of South-East Asia
we freely
sold our soul,
hacked our humanity,
corrupted our compassion...
We buried the Truth
in that emerald paradise.
We are the dead
that walk with bankrupted souls,
we napalmed innocence
and in body bags stitched souls
and catacombed them
in the graveyard of
deceit
&
putrefying
decades of decay.
©Rangzeb Hussain
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