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Rana roy Dec 2019
Stop the war, stop the bombs
Child is dying, inside the womb.
Birds are crying, crying everyone
Someone is lost, someone just gone.

Blood in the breakfast, served to them
Politicking, polarizing in their vein
I need your backyard, but I need at any cost
Be you dead or alive, my dog baths in beer froth….

Who care’s…who who cares???

Eyes are dried up, tears for funeral drums
Endless motionless bodies, in the poultry firm
Is it a bird flu or flu from the tunnel?
Wherever it is from, it’s a turmoil……

Who care’s…who who cares???
About They power seeking leaders of this world
Rana roy Dec 2019
BIRD
You are born with wings, feel the lust of freedom in the sky;
From above you see! people fighting, shrinking, dying.
Bullets in the head, body in the sling

If God is up there, do you ask him?
Or. To demon about his feelings?
You find them speechless. Both having fun, cruelty bounding.

How many epochs the man becomes a slave?
Their happiness ruins under power and grave
Wish I could fly above the ruthless world,
I naïve Destroy the myth and ours beastly crave.

Do not come down to a sickening planet.
In sunlight, rain or mayhem
Be destined where you are
Man will **** you, in this terrain.....

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