Venomless Rangers
what wrong have we done to the world?
we are looked being terrors,
how many errors manifested to us:
we are locked narrowed,
how foolishly are we to let go of troubles
and we were watched horrors..
is this how we will survived our life UN-psalms
and dawned our life a tense UN-proud?
after-all, we testified our God of lords..?
fie, unto thee, a mass killers of our time
who turned homes with torment
those who made our sweat a mess...
those who arose, without fathers...
and mischief the world with calamities..
God, I beseech Thou
against the murderers of innocence
those of UN-maternal abode
they, bastards of shame-mess...
O LORD
HELP ME FIGHT UNJUST FOR A JUST
IN YOUR NAME THAT FAMES AND NEVER LET MY DAY LAME WITH ME.
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