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Her child was downed Downed to the downed land His wings were completely destroyed The hunger animal approached She screamed, "Help my juvenile! He was so little He can't face that awful His wings were damaged Oh! My God help him She looked wide The birds could not rejoin They knew who would join They escaped as the rain Fallen wide of the kind land In spite the kind should demand The mother knew there is no gain Except pray to his God As she knew the wild could Snap him without any tick So she closed her eyes Flew wide, wide While her tears ascended As the flow of anger and trembled Water as the man was deliberated As wild
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Sep 3, 2019
Sep 3, 2019 at 5:12 AM UTC
The broken wings
Her child was downed Downed to the downed land His wings were completely destroyed The hunger animal approached She screamed, "Help my juvenile! He was so little He can't face that awful His wings were damaged Oh! My God help him She looked wide The birds could not rejoin They knew who would join They escaped as the rain Fallen wide of the kind land In spite the kind should demand The mother knew there is no gain Except pray to his God As she knew the wild could Snap him without any tick So she closed her eyes Flew wide, wide While her tears ascended As the flow of anger and trembled Water as the man was deliberated As wild
every one has hope. when that hope is evaporated, man could be fall and lost his aim.
#kind#god#wild#child#help#rain#wide#demand
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mohamad-taha-safan
M/Egypt
Sep 3, 2019
Sep 3, 2019 at 5:12 AM UTC
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