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Mourning

Try not to permit the tears dry inside the sun,

try not to squander them,

give them a chance to pour and sparkle

out the joy;

touch them!

It shows up mankind has lost its amygdala

or, then again it has wound down.

It appears people have overlooked tears

or, then again they have wind up a disgrace!

Frosty metal, warm barrels

vitality, notoriety, and bombs that bulldoze

the human heart, now not the body

analyze what we've progressed toward becoming –

That IS a disgrace!

Try not to allow kids kick the bucket in fiery remains

choke out their energy,

daze their eyes,

be that as it may, let them unfurl the strong wings

all through the bluest skies.

Your skies are dark, however.

The smoke has wrapped the mists,

your spirit is dead; so

are your grandchildren -

that obscure wish that still yells -

Humankind comes up short for the thousandth time!

The human will convey his own one of a kind surrender!

Kids will kick the bucket!