Terrorism

The absence of movements is not stillness
The absence of noise is not silence,
Being voiceless you couldn’t openly
COMPLAIN.
Being voiceless you couldn’t express your pain.
The power of the masses is made to sleep.
HATRED”  fumes in hundred of homes
Manifest in a variety of syndromes.
WHAT A TIME?
WHAT A TIME ?
WHAT AN AGE?
Who with bleeding hearts
Shall redden the pages.
New ideas merely can change,
Violence, Terrorism and hatred prevail…
The century can be wonderful
In case our lives are fruitful
What one sees arches?
One surely finds
The essence of existence is only time.