That's really tragic
As much as these thoughts,
That this time struggles with blunt ideas
Have mentality
However by giving it
The name of limited understanding
It's easy to dismiss,
But beyond our imaginations,
All the complexities of today's time,
Thousands of bodies battling
Deaths from the mountains
And frightened by
The cruelty of heartlessness,
Distracted souls
Fiesta of modern life, glee and celebration
And moment moments in dead numbers
Changes to the damaged living conditions,
If this is not a nightmare
So this age is true
Death does not hurt us even now a moment
And the bitter box on the bitter news
With every gruesome scene
Uninterrupted with throat
Desperate to wear delicious dinner,
When the cumbersome sensation of
Dead soul innocence
And in the circle of thinking
These thoughts revolve around
After all, what are we shocked about,
Numbing veins,
Slowed blood pressure,
Loose consciousness
If you have today, then go to church.
Truly this time beyond our imaginations,
Is very far.
