The Mute Echo Of Peace
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The mute echo of peace
Is the title of my song
The song of all the children
Who pay for all our wrongs
Or , Should I say our sins
When we play the deaf
When we play the blind
What are we trying to hide?
When writing broken rhymes poems
wrecked pens , secret ink
empty souls , empty minds.
The mute echo of peace
Always turns loud and proud
On the beat of war drums
With the dirtiest compound
Of destruction and terror
Human’s remains all around
You smell nothing…
But death
You see nothing…
But death
You hear nothing…
But death
And while wars and violence
Ate blessed by devils
What is so called PEACE
Is…
For always…
Cursed and digressed
By innocent children mute anger
And the shame…
IN WHICH WE ARE ALL DRESSED
You smell nothing…
But death
You see nothing…
But death
You hear nothing…
But death
And while wars and violence
Ate blessed by devils
What is so called PEACE
Is…
For always…
Cursed and digressed
By innocent children mute anger
And the shame…
IN WHICH WE ARE ALL DRESSED
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BY :
Cambridge_train
Mandour Saeh Hikel
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