Posted on January 27, 2024  — 

The Journey

Hatred and vengeance sprouts within the hearts .
Blood flows like a river, wealth turns into ashes
Seas become cold, the skies turn dark.
Years of friendship now is ruined in a blink of an eye


A wound so deep does leave a scar
A scar to reminisce in every page of life
Unless time, the master worker mend everything.
But can time bring back the death?


The living and death together we fight this war.
Fight until freedom and liberty kisses our feet.
Our brave heroes  who sacrificed their lives
Our ancestral land welcomes you all, dear martyrs.

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