Literature, Nature, Peace, Poetry, Think About This

In Response to Brenda’s Wordle 123~ Way Down South ~

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Way down South

pieces of land in waters sink

my people are forced  to the brink

Way down South the rivers flow to

irrigate  arid land, to make crops grow

but way down South there are pieces

of flesh, rivers of blood, cries of fear

biters? no, killers, shooters spring out’

just out at people,on buses, roads, trains

no one can filter the evil from the crowd

the bang of blast of crash is so loud’

‘when will enough be enough’

 hatred fierce abides, the bleeding dying

cries’ Hark’Hark’ The killer Rides’

Way Down South The Founder Father

Lies

pakistan

I know for I can hear-he is not at Peace

His Soul Trembles His Spirit Cries’

Way Down South…..

Killing continues as Time flies….

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