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I am an intruder

I am an intruder I am the soul so restless Watching my ship defenseless From the invasion of the greedy So close to the ruin of entirety. What shall I do to save My people, my nation and friends? What shall I do to make them heed At their conscience plead? It hurts to think I am incapable To do a considerably desirable Aim to alter their crooked motive, Goodness in their heart shall live. I am may be an intruder But also a firm believer In no pain, eventually no gain But do it in ways fair and clean. Do you deserve what you got Acquired by a filthy voracious faggot Like you? Aren't you sated yet Plenty of promises you forget... Money blinded you, Fame corrupted you; The weaklings were degraded, Justice was derailed.

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Year of torment

It's been a year of endless torment Since that moments of interment All the lives we lost, possessions lost, All the bodies and minds suffered and bruised... How can we ever forget that fateful event? The fierce wind that made our houses flew, The hard rain that smothered our sanity off, The gigantic triplets or more than high tide Had washed away our hopes, pride did subside, And all that left was scattered debris of shattered dreams. What was next to dawn in such morbid state? Then came thirst, famine, misery and lament. There was fear, there was trauma, There was pain, such a tragic drama. Indescribable indeed, hearts were trapped in bereavement. Their souls shall now rest in peaceful sleep While we will continue to dwell though in this unrefined keep. Their souls shall go forth by His Grace While we will go on striving still in this wrecked place Under scorching heat, under raging rain when they visit us.