voice of oppressed
Alas! Heart is in deep sadness Can't make myself believe what i witness In the result of tyranny and selfishness Streets are now covered with blood redness Saw a woman yesterday,she was screaming "No, my son is still alive" she was believing Today saw a video of an hopeless father Who lost his wife,his son,and his daughter Many of them were brutally slaughtered Children were begging for food and water They are being bombarded day and night Nothing safe around,no where to hide They can't go anywhere, neither left nor right And yet they are ready to engage in a fight They are still strong,there morals are so high They are still hopeful from the one above the sky They are brothers to us, let's pray for them alot And woe to other fity-six living graveyards
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