Gods' tears were dropping
on the people
by the rain and storms.
The rains were drizzle, the storms were cruel. And snipped
off.
But world flipped
And became dismal
when sun is vanished under ecumenical darkness. The sun now is abysmal.
People became beasts.
The silence shouted down a brightness,
The conscience disappeared in lies.
So that a world drowned in a chaos
And whenever come back to a sense ties.
Chaos
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