I CAN HEAR IT/THE SOUND OF PEACE I woke up in the morning. Everything seems to be quiet, The winds were in death silence. The birds never sang songs. The roaring of the rivers gone hundred years. The vegetation stood still In respect of a passing-by king. I can hear it, I can see it The first to drive through my mind , was my neighbor's notions. He's nothing but seems to have been given the good news that he's been awarded a certificate of heavenship; Looking at his smiles of joy and hopefulness. I took a deep breath in and out, and was at no help. He rushed unto me and proclaimed to his hiss, It's over. I can hear it, I can see it I remembered the time I was born When mother was in a deadly pain Crying from the heart, the agony of delivery Alas! A little smile, a little happiness, popped up It is over, she seemed to have lamented The blessings of joy theoretically passed through her heart. I can hear it, I ca...
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