welcome to the new kind of nation
The veil
One cold day
I woke up.
There was no music nor sounds
it seemed the world has silenced
the voices were no longer heard
was this the end?
human race full of disgrace
beasts of tomorrow in this petty pace
from day to day
if you are a friend you can stay
since you don't have numbers sealed on your hands
the dirty parasites of human race, what an irony
dirty minds dirty parasites,the roles have changed
my soul still cannot bear this toughness
welcome to the new kind of nation
characterized by persecution and eternal damnation.
They may kill, they may not die
but still "GOD" will be by their side.
pull the veil off your faces;
You don't mourn for the dead anymore.
Poetry by Eva
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Written on 2008-11-13 at 21:24
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