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I looked through the curtains in a shinning sunny day
                         Through my windows,I saw horror flying 
                         In the banks and boundary of a country
                         With felling of hatred and tears
                         My heart sinks into the plains of abject sorrow.
                         "JADED" I said,about world situations.
                         Everything look boring and tiring."JADED".
                         No day without  it reproach
                         No sunshine without it own tears.
                         All about the country are sound of missiles and bombs
                         No peace. I was Jaded about everything.
                         "JADED",I called out,when innocent lives
                         Were lost in war they do not create.
                         Many sign their death warrant with their hand`
                         And plunge many families to tears
                         Turning our earthly home to nothing.
                         "JADED",I said tearfully,where are we heading
                         To?,I asked but no one reply me
                         With tangible answer."Why have we lost peace?"
                         I said again but none to provide answer for my question.
                         Peace eloped and leave the world.Many children
                         Were turned orphans and many  more families destroyed by
                         Instruments we create,more refugees and
                         Refuge homes than usual and none to save the 
                         World.No healer for the world but all of us,
                         The inhabitants of the world are JADED.
                         JADED by our dark hearts
                         And love for violence that none could redress the world.
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