Today, light drizzles of the rain slowly rape the ground. Sounds of moving vehicles confronts the air. Again, the sanity of men is being questioned. Somewhere in the north, you hear a dam of blood has been released. Somewhere in the west, you hear people are made strangers in their own land. In the east, you hear a life has been seized for a Ransome. You hear about the dead. You hear about hopelessness. Then you hear about the wails of the bereaved, and you watch on as the stream of their tears choruses into the unknown. And then you think the world is a colossal mistake. That we are silhouettes on nothingness.
Posted on: Tue, 27 Aug 2013 08:51:32 +0000
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