Through One's Eyes

Through people, I've lived to the last
a mirage of personality a person has
the dunes of war killed all of them
up to the part where death's stentch filled the earth
by then as the divine light came
all of them, once dead had been raised
Now every mirage is full of eternity's water
the waves raging in every direction
blood was in every extent of entity
the whole event felt like a fable
but it cannot be understood by the soul
Now, the bodies began it's path to decomposition
Babies crying, mothers sorrow
Children playing. death's escaping
Sorrow's happiness, tears dripping
Hapiness is my sorrow, beginning's ending.

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