The spills of red
The smell of dead
Faces turned sad
The scene was bad

A tragic glimpse of war
Bullets rained to pour
Lives just vanished
Many hearts got tore

Here on this ground
My mother gave me life
Now looking around
Bodies slaughtered by knife

Tears of sorrow, clipped my mind
Shattered, my own, I can't find
Wreckage of all kind
Just blooded bodies lined

I've never seen a massive ****
So much of tears and blood spill
The ground has soaked in as its meal
My conscious dead, I have no feel

I am already sick, seeing this sight
A revenge of one, took on a plight
An uninvited surprised fight
When all were asleep at night

I think I'll just stop and gaze
Till my eyes close in the blaze
A set fire to burn the maze
I walked in, when the flames raised...**


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