Category : Poems

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Why the land does not speak when its children are bleeding in pain

Why does the beautiful mountains holding our grief and stay still

Why the smell of the flowers is inebriating while the smell of our blood is gone with the wind, but never really disappeared

How long we should swallow the bile sorrow while the birds are gloating

How long they will pay money to own our heads and the earth will not break

Is it has any end?

It's time for mother nature to speak up
because no one else doesn't care anymore