Wednesday, 2 August 2017
MIGHTY SUN
I had a dream tonight...
I was standing by a raging river
Watching dead bodies float in it
Massacred, mutilated
Flesh decomposing...
Horrific scenes.
Some were wrapped in plastic bags
They were pulled out by the alive ones
Just trying to pick each and every one
When the bags were torn apart
And they were out of the water
The sun laid its rays on their faces
And they started opening their eyes
I just watched, awestruck
Standing on the river bank
With the alive ones...
And tears of joy ran down my face.
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