I have this gun, and you also have
this gun, but why do we have to fight
for this land?

God Created this land
for us to be bond so lets
stop this fight and take
it as a grant.

Bird is the the key to flock
us one, and fly to our country
ones.

Lets stop the fire and help
each other to get our
desires.

Lets put an ink to our guns,
and shot the the things which is
right in our sight.

Morning is always happening,
Sun is always Dancing,

How can I stop this thing?.
if sleeping, is always in pending

Question is now rising,
Does Sleeping is
Really Existing?

I was just walking in the flow of rain and waiting for the moment, of the removal of the stain,
I’m so tired, passing winds in my mind from behind, winds that stab me inside, I’m not yet dead, yet I died, out of breath out of sight. All I can see is darkness in my sight. I continue walking from the vain of fire, still waiting for the removal of stain that I gain from the fight, where should I go, where should I rest if all I can feel is people stabbing me with all of their best,
(Someone help me)

Shock! The shout of the thunder, winds pushing me like a bumper
(Someone Help me)
Walking only on foot, with no other suit, water stepping me with their big foot
I don’t know when, I don’t know where,
Please, help me, remove this stain that I gain
(Help me)
I’m so tired