We are sleeping
Under the shade
of a beautiful life
And walking on
Righteous lane
While we Stand
On a giant build
Of Peace and trust
Since the family of
conflict are asleep
...
And, the first awakening
of the conflict, children...
They blew up a pepper
powder to our eyes
Like a tear gas during
the first riot in the
populated city...
Before, we are not
electrophile, and now
we are electrophilic,
All the reactions
Between Politics, Religion,
Capitalism and massism
ride us on a motorcycle
of selfishness to the
market of nothing
to buy unsolvable
conflict
...