Tears of Pain

Even one of the bravest and strongest animals cries at the destruction of this country.


Tears of Pain

 

Soaring above the skies,

The brave eagle glides

Below the clouds, witnessing

The mayhem that is unfolding.

 

Rivers of red,

Towers of fire,

Screams of war.

 

As the eagle flies,

It cries in despair,

Hoping for the country to repair.

The patrons despise everything,

 

Despise love,

Despise change,

Yet treasure sin.

 

Screams tear the country apart,

Blood flows onto the art

And their culture, and the melting

Pot flows with death.

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