Suicide

Mother I stood at the hillside Watching from afar off I saw images of rope Which gave mankind no hope. Children were dying Mothers were crying Heaven, ‘it was terrifying’ These images were horrifying. Images of pain Pressed against the victim’s window pane Heaven remove the innocent blood stains. Images of death Written on their faces Got me praying Father I need to start preaching. Suicide I am testifying You are misleading You are deceiving You know you are dividing. No need to start collecting Women of pain Children of fear Men of stress, be warned ‘Suicide’, is the devil game.