The Cruel Orchards

[AFTER ALL THE INNOCENT RAPE VICTIMS.] Ah! Cruel orchards! Humiliates, tortures! Until the angel comes Beneath the abode of stars; From the heavens mass Revealing downwards! Ah! Fortune on Evildoers! Deserters, The lusty deceivers. Cruel dwellers Of the cruel orchards! Of brutal colors. Ah! Vanish their fears! O victimised onlookers; Zombies! Soulless cowards! Chained wanderers Destroyers, Of serene orchards! Ah! Lonely walkers! Egregious hunters, Solitary Deciders Of humanity the losers! Good pretenders They're Satan's worshipers! Ah! Mental Prisoners, Of love, home.Lethal killers Of young flowers Of peace seekers Of daughters; Of the innocent fathers! Ah! Selfish founders Of cruel orchards; The hybrid murderers! What harsh dividers Of a human cottager's; Love and utmost cares! Ah! They helpless flowers Of innocent villagers! Tranquil believers; Of those the betrayers. Of false impressers. Of the world unchivalrous! Ah! Foreshadowed barriers In cruel orchards, Careful advices from gardeners Of wild bears. Never of those merciless evildoers The filthy torturers! Ah! Today I saw lamenters Miserable mourners Around the orchards Of dry-soaked flowers With caskets all fathers Putting young flowers on those graveyards!