Peace Pleading 3
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Everest within me, why melts? ,
Tears laden lids, drip pelts,
On the earth like face, it hits,
Blurred cloudy eyes; my two slits,
Willing to keep cool, my head high,
Tired, suffering with thought's sigh,
Untraced death of millions, useless,
Terror and peace can't walk at pace,
'O' killer of humanity! kill your hatred,
Tell me, Is it morning's or evening's red?
Its very sad, Its very bad, why threading?
Hark! I am bleeding, know my peace pleading;
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