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POETRY
The wait is over, Inferno’s gates are open
Mesopotamic demons have reached the core of orthodoxy
From East to West on the dark side of the Libra full moon
Attacked the bodies of benevolent souls.
They were left to believe they can hide Just to raise their hopes high
For then to catch them by surprise with cruelty of the mankind
Streaming the bloodbath to raise the violence acceptance stake
They are facing death to protect the unknown.
Plebeian cheering for the torture and showing no sympathy
Invoking excuses for their hidden bloody desire
Making jokes and comparison with emancipated states
It’s like being at Colosseum to receive bread and circus.
While the benevolent souls are kept aside,
Nobody knows what is to arise,
Good fortune and gods wisdom,
Or more blood to be revenged by plebeian sons.
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