Delightfuly shining twinkling star
amid the darkness blinking from afar
Our unreachable wishes and dreams
the more unreachable the more desirable it seems
If one day on the bright shining star we land
we would face no more than dark earth and sand
Still the mind goes astray
far from reality turning awry
Gazing at the filth and dirt of the street
the radiation of a thumping dreaming heart in conflict
A contrast, the thud
those with thirst and hunger; the urge for innocent blood
The weird creatures called humans which on blood they feed
with disgusting neverending greed
Giving the devil a helping hand harvesting the seed
in some corners of the filthy dirty street,
men get killed; mothers die and the children left to bleed.
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