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Unwanted Deaths

As I scream with full depth at the top of my fears
At irritable sight in front of open eyes
The view is frightening of the blood spilling sighs
And of the stabbing deaths among my fellow peers

Trickling down the alleys unto the frigid streets
To turn to each other for the comfort and warmth
While obeying the rules that the terror sends forth
Reasoning that obeys after traumatic beats

The tactical scaring that produce enemies
Out of religious fates that border on our minds
Yet forcefully cultured throughout nationless blinds

Fighting for no reason through the old centuries
We need to bottle up and squash the old manner
See the world unified under the same banner.

◄ Work imitating art

Sunset ►

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