Don't get fooled by beautiful spring
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Nor clear blue skies and angel wings,
For in the horizon lies darkness and rain
With hurricans and storms dancing in pain.
Under all beds of roses lies ounds and scars
Waiting to be released like a criminal behind bars.
You worked in your land with blood from your heart,
Watered its soil from your tears till it got drunk and fell apart.
But the tears will flow and so will the blood,
And you'll get eaten by the rising storm and sinking flood.
Who Are We If We Cannot Imagine Peace?