Choosing a Way

Abode of Evil is not broken
In people’s heart who crave for glory
They pay the way with bloody ocean
To sacrifice victim in sorrow.
Their hearts resemble rude, hard stone
Don’t succumb weeping, tears and mourning
Such people hide their sins and follow
To achieve power in life story.
And no one knows where path will lead them
May be to sufferings and pain
But don’t forget that real freedom
Is flowing blood in people’s vein.


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