The Black Tenth
That day is just another day,
Boarding buses driving car,
Some smile or sleep at hay,
Others chatting while driving far.
Thru and flow those journey,
One's mind will never across,
Death angel is on the hurry,
Waiting right spot for a man's loss.
Impact of dark angel wings,
Thrown and messed every stream,
All those agony brings,
Smash out those living dreams.
15 lives been told,
15 souls turned cold,
15 and 15 themselves,
Will never erased from shelves.
Family of 15 cried,
Shocked till tears dried,
The rest are in blurry side,
Come to known they are still alive.
That black tenth,
15 lost souls never reached home,
That black tenth,
Malaysia's most sour dome.
That black tenth,
Will forever remembered...
R.I.P for those 15 souls
Copyright © Melanie Tan | Year Posted 2012
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