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Feb 9
We offered them a helping hand
And they took our land
Showed the world they are heir to that sacred sand

Who deceives the one who helps?
Isn't there anyone who hears our helps?
Our deep wounds hurt so bad
They have killed our every comrade

In our beautiful souls
They've made deep holes
Cracked our hearts
Have torn us apart

We never find peace
War at our place is never ceased

All the tears in our eyes,
Do you think are just silly lies?
All those sobs and desperate sighs
All those screams and loud cries
Are more than just silly lies

My peaceful home no longer exists
At here it's hard for us to resist
Stars of peace and hope we chase
Humanity in the world doesn't exist
Are we a different race?

You love happily in your homes
We live in rubble all alone.
      
  By Hiba Mubashir.
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Hiba Mubashir
Written by
Hiba Mubashir  13/F/Pakistan
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