last rays of a dying sun through cloudy fogs
the roaring bang, could bring them out of sleep
changing minds, racing thoughts, fading sunsets
they started feel the wisdom of a new era
screams of enslaved people reached to sky
still no rainy clouds appeared to succor them
only dark smokes formed themselves clouds
and made them to hope for a rainy tomorrow
the burning walls encircled them to hush
loud gun shots couldn't scare them at all
violent calamities were the part of their breath
they were reviving to win the battle
I was bleeding in absence of unhealed wounds
I deceived god to sleep throughout the days
I feel the screams and i see a raising humanity
I was transfigured to them, the human kind
We dreamed a dream of victory
preparations started, precautions to lose
my echo lasts, to inspire a new generation
dreamed a new sun, new sun rays, new waves
but angels lost their wings off heaven
the bleeded frocks rolled over the muds
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