Spiting Over Own Face
Spiting over the sky
Fell on the face
Hardly won franchise lost in the air
The cross on the paper turning like pepper
From the front,from the back
From the right and from the left
Everywhere,every moment
Surprises surround
Freedom is grabbed,distancing justice
Where?Tracing the whereabouts of peace,
Awakening eyes in threatening nights
Neglected bellies bonding the bones
Digging the bottoms of the planted mountains
Aiming to collapse breaking the summits!
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