Apr 2019
Where art thine empathy,
In these times,
That tears hath diluted,
Endless gushing of blood?
Rivers of agony,
Drown empty stomachs,
Hopeless vision,
Blinded by frustration.
In these times,
That tears hath diluted,
Endless gushing of blood?
Rivers of agony,
Drown empty stomachs,
Hopeless vision,
Blinded by frustration.
