Black Day
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No past
But to move fast
Catch up with time
We may miss sometimes
We have to be led
Before turn dead
Sentiments are not to come on the way
They are to be driven away
World is again threatened
Area of agreement is shortened
War clouds are hovering
It is almost worrying
Let us pray
To find way
Innocents are to spared
Peace is to be offered
It will be blacked day
If death knell finds its way
Peace may have far cry
Everybody must question and ask why?
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