In the world of hollow deception
Getting hurt is the only option!
Hands clenched out of reach;
It’s the hostile land of the besieged,
So heartless, so violent
Their hatred is iridescent
Overshadowing the goodness
With which we were once blessed.
Alas! Our children are bred
Amidst calumny, amidst bloodshed!
How much more to get hurt?
How much more to be taken apart?
Still hopeless love lie in us embedded
As we look ahead, miles still left to be treaded.
Deep down inside the spirit’s not yet jaded,
In spite of the bloody tears that have been shed!