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Too Much Pain

what a day! Neither clouds nor lighting But the sky is thundering Hailing hard but not in usual forms Threatened poor to keep silence. A cute doll was used to sleep In her grandfather's lap Wake up morning to dress up well Put on school bag on her back She came to school To learn her last lesson Shocked by missing school. She sang prayers Wished happiness to all Last night it rained without clouds What rain How it rained That the beloved doll was put to sleep. Who is wrong ,Who is right We are crazy but this debate is not right Because court is not open The judge is not sitting So the judgement is still pending. I hear her screams A helpless woman is seen The helplessness of the tired man is understandable Who is it? Who sowed the seeds of hatred To harvest dead bodies in the field. Fireworks of nights Makes my heart restless The loss of humanity Increased pain too much So you have to pick up the pen To save the world.

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