The roses died
Oh my roses
All torn and dried out
Oh my roses died today
The garden looks so gloomy
Dried leaves on the ground
Colorless flowers thrown apart
Oh my garden of roses
a Killing field
a mourning place
The plants bowing and mourning
The smell of death
is everywhere...
All of a sudden
heavy rain falls from the sky
Clears aways the evidences
of terror...
Like nothing has ever happened
in my garden of roses
It wasn't a suicide
I plotted the death
A brilliant plan
I denied their rights to live
The rain washed away
all the debris...
The truth is forever hidden
Tomorrow...
I have a new plant
A new garden to be praised
and soon they will forget the roses...
My condolence to all family members and relatives and friends of passengers of flight MH 370 and MH 17 ... Good night Malaysia.