Dear Knight of great honourA peace donor
For Greece is our home
But your family in Algeria is plague with fear of demise
For in the brink of demise they stand
With no delightful glance
They seek for help from great Knights
When they hath become night
In a deserted land that speak tears
Verily verily they inflict pains on creature's haughty minds
piercing their heart like ferocious beast
A land created for creatures now harm creatures
Nature harm nature
Injecting pain on them
Piercing their heart into oblivion
A blissful day it is
Butterflies flutters with glee
Bird flew with no pain
Blossoms make flowers bloom
As day loom, Birds hover around trees
A blissful blistering sunny day
In the bee habitat bees rejoice
Dead men without voice
As the land lay in silence moan
Your family is safe atlast
In a tomb by the spring
Shed no tears for them
For now they rest in eternal peace
Till soon you can join them
Oh! what a day....
Peter Emmanuel O. (Black Ink)
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