I'm the cradle of mankind, yet I Prey on myself. Atrocities befalling me are Unimaginable, Warriors & Intellects have met their fate at my feet. Millions have Yielded to Despair at my Guard, in Desolate am left to Fend for myself, Feigned smiles, Gorged out Eyes, bony Figures, Ghost shadows ramble my landscape. Pain and suffering is so Certain & Dogmatic in my Vicinity. Sons & daughters seek Greener Pastures in far away lands, Yet those left Behind are Caged in today's living HELL! All we Yearn for is Tranquility, Valour and Redemption.....