It started that evening at sunset,
The church bells toll, which was unstoppable.
As they burned down our churches and houses,
The unending war,began with a love not so true.
The enemies aren't outside but within troubles.
Still they stand proudly,not perceiving the end
Will be doomed,as they'll wander with pain
For slaughtering us,as their minds are full of rivalry.
Asking for peace,as they walked rallies
While they kept on attacking our villages,
Spreading falsified news,as they blamed us.
Oh God!Where are the truths?
I heard soulful wailing of the innocent fellows,
And grievous stories,with memories linger,adieu.
Burn's my heart into ashes along with the burning homes,
Summer comes and winter goes,all ending in smoke.
Still i tried to cover all my grieves
With shadow of the moon.
Determine to live as gentle as i could,
And wipe my tears away.
As i realised that i was blind-folded
On the carriage ride that they called life,
And the nearing storms won't kill my patience,
Yet i need to endure,the vicissitudes of life.
Hard to distinguish between the authenticity
And the erroneousness of this world.
So,i put on my Armor of truth,
To take a flight with my open wings of verity.