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Mar 2014
What a convoluted world.
They turn love to pleasure
And strip it of its innocence.

This dry land of men.
Spewing words of foulness
Like toxic gas it dances away.

Blind notions go a long way.
Dark men that hide in the night
Walk in packs and rob the daylight.

I'd rather be blind
To a world that's lost its way.
Children of men, beware,
Dont pass this baton of hurtful shame.
We wove a twisted fantasy of life,
The name says it all.
Stopping waging a useless war
Enough with these morbid schemes.
What this world needs
Is a ray of sunshine.
Meenu Syriac
Written by
Meenu Syriac  India
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