Crises of the world

How can I ignore those sounds that goes then comes again

like a thunder when it shout but there no rain

irritated the silence of our nights and darker our days

filling the world with too many crises and much more sin

Tears dripping  like rivers watered the land bay

bloods that colored the skies with red rays

even when you try to not see a thing

your ear will surely hear there hiss

the hearts that hold the happiness once

turned to hold more and more pain

my world could you hear the pray

of a life that i have witness before

soon in front my eyes will end

2 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. a friend
    Jul 01, 2013 @ 22:38:08

    let us hoped that better days are coming, and we can finally breathe

    love you

    Reply

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