Brutes and the hope
The cries are silent
The tears are dry
Smiles have vanished
Years have passed
But the ugly scene of power
And hunger for flesh
Is alive and flourishing
In war between the brutes
The show will go on
Adam’s children turned demons
Fond of tasting blood
Are in full bloom and swing
Who knows when the day
Will dawn to awaken the souls
The born and unborn are waiting
With hope against the hope
Copyright © Kishore R R | Year Posted 2026
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