Behind The Cruel Face
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Behind the cruel face, I see the death fears,
Shadow that swallows and drink tears,
Guns that shot and killed innocent,
Swords that keep the blood stain faint,
Boldness on face and laugh and charm,
Unharmed world, they always harm,
Rolled faith on the war carpet,
They are nothing but satanic pet,
Religion is caged in reason and knowledge,
Books have became museum eagles ledge,
Instinct and wisdom hid in darkness,
Seen moving many with deadly harness,
Those keeps silence on their mind and heart,
They face the silence that sit on face and flirt
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