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Banks of Anonymity 2: Sound Of Death!

 

 Boom! The  sound of death,

The  sound  of  pain,

No  sound  of  music,

What  sound  remains?

Just  cries  I  hear  everywhere,

This  has  lead  to  nowhere.

But  to  the  doom  of  mankind

All  along  every  moment  we  stare.

 

Face  this  place  if  you  dare,

There  is  fear  and  anger  everywhere,

A  glimpse  of  laughter  you  may  see,

All  malicious  intent, it  will  be.

Walking  away  from  these  rotten  grounds,

On  the  brim  of  inevitable  calamity,

Ceasing  tears, we  wait  silently,

On  these  Banks  of  Anonymity . . .

 

Can  we  stop  this  killing  someday?

For  a  will  to  live, to  exist, to  stay.

Or  do  we  just  walk  away?

Far  away, searching  a  peaceful  way,

And  let  the  sounds  follow,

Till  her  soul’s  all  hollow,

Green  life  turns  yellow, to  red,

Fading  away, in  the  Sound of Death.

2 Comments

Arshaj,
good. Very thoughtful.
“Can we stop this killing someday?
For a will to live, to exist, to stay.
Or do we just walk away?
Far away, searching a peaceful way,”
Gion

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Put music to this and its becomes a perfect cause song.

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