Oblivion
Those who are cut to pieces
by those bloodthirsty killers.
They cry out ,scream and yell out.
They turn a deaf ear to those
horrific acts.
The deafening silence maddens
even the stony heart.
The wild sea burst into tears.
The bloody ire roars out
an action of revenge.
The fearful dawn is at death's door,
the sun never shines.
Maybe it is defined
a darkness to be their light.
They cut the thread before the Sun
.
I'm deeply saddened by the
bloody ring of the chain that happen to
them.
How inhuman can be a human being?
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