The world is ending
              With no peace;
              The fires of cannons
              Are rubbing my streets
              Destroying my houses
              And finishing my homes
              Belonging to those innocents
              Who only made these
              Just to live with peace.
              The violence of evil creatures
              Is causing the blood sheds
              That is flowing in my streets
              Which makes the mortals weep.
              The hands are standing
              In praying position
              And the eyes are down
              Wanting some rest
              Even in destruction.
              The helping hands are around
              Providing them life which is sound,
              But who will abolish the evils?
              Who will restore the people?
              O people of the world
              A time has come
              To show your beauty;
              The beauty of love
              The beauty of care.
              O people of the world
              It is a wake up call
              Get up and hold us all
              As my people are crying
              But still, no pity at all…
- Arsh Azim.

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good one … beautiful
wah…aalaa..xcellent