wake up one morning and I saw the sun hiding on
thousands lay dead & many more struggling to live on
dark clouds swept aside the endless sky
with moans & cries and the tears & fears passing by
*but no one knows why
are we dying
but still we prefer
to die on for them
dying till the day
when we find no more place
for the dead
time & mind keep on working to answer a way
upon which to can find many more thousands around
with the present blackened out & the future unknown
but the reality around me shows me the black hole
repeat*
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