To Brussel the new offended city
Humanity is the world in whole
Every drop of blood is mine
Every scream of wounded , a knife
How can I Be cut of you
When your land , in fear and strife
What can I do for you
A heart to offer ..a thought would do ?
One day we will hold hands
If you recognize I am Suffering too..
Can’t see you running of traitorly bombs
Although we’re living it day and night
That fear to which , now you succumb
We sleep with it,dreaming of peace and light..
Humanity is the world in whole
Now shredded by comon horror
No more tranquillizers to calm the soul
We need to dive deeper, to heal the core…
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