I'm caught between dark and light,
Skin color is beautiful and dark,
Born in era of war between strong and weak,
Yet I'm struggling to stay in holy light.
Heart of men is bloody and dark,
Purging truth is like dung and junks
in the auricles of dungeon lovers.
voice of destruction filled the melodious trumpet.
Like a Shepard dog,
I'm forbidden to bark
When I knew the truthful landmark
my mouth is covered with affluent's dactyl!
Tears of pain and consequences
Runs down my cheeks
But no one knew the parable of my barking,
They prefer the flagitious workers.
Woe hovering around me
like dove in River Jordan.
anguish of despising truth held
my spirit like walking Dead.
At first cry of life,
Mouth is given the gift of sound,
But grave Squalled at my synoptic verity,
Till now, our Earth is imprisoned in darkness.
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