They will die by their hands:


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Forgotten lineages
A victim of holocaust
Forsaken promises
Unsung songs of dialogues.
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The sky was slaughtered
The blood was rain
Showering dead bodies
Of missing religious brethren
Matted by the soil.
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Dissemblance
Selfishness
Hatred
Doubt found solace and grew wings in the heart of men.
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They ate their own womb
Their children's destiny
Buried their shame
under fate's eyes
But,unfortunately
They will die by their own hands.

Mused...2016©