The Mark of Blood
This universe is not safe anymore
We could see the mark of blood everywhere
We are no more human, we are monster
The taste of blood only can make us happier.
We are too much thirsty for blood
For a self interest we deny our brotherhood
We can kill our mate in the name of falsehood
How could we tell that we are scared of God?
We are becoming inferior to the beast
We already proved that we are anarchist
We are busy to make killing feast;
When and how we could stop our blood thirst.
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